The visuals Joan created were etched in my mind. I caressed my slender nipples and cupped my breasts pretending they were someone else’s. My pussy f...owed with my juices. I masturbated repeatedly for at least an hour.I was committed to attempting something new. I was unsure to what degree I would engage, but I hadn't felt that alive for years. George and I had sex one night and he commented how active I was. I shrugged it off to too much coffee, but as he fucked me, I thought of other naughty. “Right now… I’m cumming…” he started, uttering a couple words with each of these final, deep thrusts, “in you baby!... Awwww.”“Ohh… ohhh… yes… yess…” she was having a second orgasm (or third for the evening… I’d lost track by this point) within only seconds of the gusher she’d just had. “Cum in me baby… give me that black seed… put it in me deep… Gawwwwdddd….” She moaned as he collapsed on top of her.They laid there and whispered to each other for a few minutes while I basked in awe, still. I slept in my room or Mr Johns room with him and his wife or she would spend the night with me in my room. I played with her tits as well as her cock and she should me how wonderful sex could really be. Even Mr Alban spent a night in my bed so I could finally thank him for all that he had done for me. By the end of the week I didn’t want to leave.Just before I was supposed to go home Mr Johns pulled me up onto his lap. “I have to ask you a serious question Michael, (I was back in boys. Nick's hands began to cup Leigh's breasts, the thumbs running over the firm nipples. Her groaning into his mouth while his hands worked further down."Watch for a moment," Leigh broke for air and smiled. Lowering herself down on top of Jayne, they embraced as Nick sat in the chair alongside. Curtains open, they were safely high enough in the hotel to avoid any outside voyeurism - though that would be fun for another time.Rolling over now as Jayne was on top, being the larger of the two, Leigh.