His cock was still inside me softening when Jake grunted he was going to cum. I felt his cock throbbing in my arse, as he thrust his cock fully up my ...bum. He thrust into me several times pumping a bit more spunk up arse each time. He climbed off, I rolled onto my back and lay on the sofa, spunk running from my cunt, oozing from my arse. A couple of the remaining guys wanted to fuck me. I'd have liked them too, but my cunt was too sore, my arse even more sore, my thighs, tits and nipples bruised. She isn’t exactly the most inventive person I’ve ever slept with before though which is probably what got me thinking the stray thoughts that I’ve had lately about her mother, Doe.Although I don’t live with my girlfriend and her mum I’m there so much you wouldn’t guess it, so the three of us are all pretty friendly and know each other well ( the father not being in the picture for some time. ) We are comfortable around each other so on hot days and so forth I might have no top on or my. The manager was quite hot also, so I made a mental note to strike up a conversation with him. In my new slut wife it could prove handy having a hotel manager as a personal friend.My client turned to me and whispered.“How much do you charge?”I looked at him, my eyes smouldering with lust and whispered.“If you can make me cum it’s on the house!” I smiled, my eyes half closed in an orgasmic sultry pose.“I’ll do my best!” He smiled “But I can’t have you being out of pocket!”I looked at him, still. "Daaaad. Here it is. Take it." She paused. "Oh! Please?" Present it to me properly, Janey," I demanded"Huh?" she asked, confused."Kneel down, yes, like that. Now take the collar in both hands, put them together with the palms up. Good. Bow your head down. Right. Now, that's the proper way to present your collar to me; as a gift of your whole being."Sally had come into the room and was standing quietly at the doorway. I don't think Janey knew she was there."Oh. OK. Sorry." That's OK, Janey..