No, that’s not strictly true. The coupling was enjoyable. More than that, it was great. Great right up until the point where the need to ejaculat...e overcame the pleasure and resulted in painful frustration. Both nights Jessica had strong orgasms. She had found a child’s slate and propped it up on our dresser. Each day she erased the prior number and recorded the remaining number of orgasms that I ‘owed’ to her.The next night I complained to Jessica that the frustration was becoming painful. “I’ll be here changing out the car battery,” I said. Angie sauntered past Joy and offered a very pronounced wink in my direction as she approached where I was standing near the rear of our SUV.“I’m heading to the house,” she said, telling my wife she would catch up with her later. I stepped back to allow Angie to ease past me. Damn, she smelled so good.Joy disappeared back into the house and then after a few minutes she stuck her head into the garage to let me know she was leaving.“Love ya,” I. Her palms were slowly cupping my ass. I was getting really turned on with all this. Her hands were like magic. I slowly closed my eyes enjoying the feel of her hands on me. Suddenly I remembered the incident with my maid. I smiled to myself thinking about that day immediately I realized that today could be another adventure too. Richa was much softer than my maid Seema but I doubted that her intentions were same. I stood there on the beach letting her hands roam around my body. Finally I. ************ I went back to the Garden the day of, and I found a snippy little twelve-year-old whose feet didn’t reach the foot rest of the carriage she was heading up. ‘You’re late,’ she snipped. ‘The other carriage is already on the way to the airport. You coming, or what?’ ‘Yeah, yeah,’ I grumbled. ‘Budge over, will you?’ I went through my checklist while the brat got the carriage under way. My twelve heads were in attendance, all with their own packs of stuff. I didn’t know their names, but.