I said, as fingers slid into my wet slit, "I thought the idea was to show him my vagina. All he can see is the back of your hand." He's going to see y...our pussy. I'll see to that, but he'll see it wet and juicy as a pussy should be."The lesbian's two middle fingers on her right hand entered my hole and massaged me internally by rubbing against the underside of my pubic bone, massaging my 'G' spot, I suppose. The first two fingers of her left hand rubbed rapidly in short flurries on my clit, just. He might as well be a girl when it comes to grooming so I got at least another hour to wait.Jessie's not pregnant. The thought comes to me again from out the blue. It hits me every so often. I'm not somebody's father. The thought's so relieving, I practically wet myself. I check my wallet - three un-expired condoms in the first credit card slot. I may never get a chance to use them but I'll damn sure never be caught without them again.Evans shows up to pick up Beth before Peter appears. Aunt. She was actually in the same hotel as me and was working out of her own room with a pimp. The ex-GF talked me into walking down to her room with me so she could experience it for herself. We knocked on the door and a seedy looking character opened the door (the pimp). I got a bad vibe as we walked in and I didn't bother sticking around to meet the girl. The ex-GF was pushing to see the pimpette and I let her, walking back to my room alone.I called another number on my phone and arranged for one. My chin resting just over one end, my balls and cock over the other. Apparently satisfied, he slapped my ass hard, grabbing an elastic band he clipped to an attachment next to my cock, pulling the band tightly just above my cock and balls as the hung down at the edge of the saw horse. He attached it to another clip securely holding me to the saw horse. Walking to my head he clipped my collar tightly to the saw horse. He and the woman then bent my elbows and knees fastening them to the legs of.