This usually meant that the groups were limited to about three; sometimes up to five. Actually getting guys who were business colleagues to have sex... with me at the same time was quite difficult. The most common routine was to get them on rotation where I would go to my room with one guy first, fuck him dry, and then get him to send another one up from the bar and so on until no one else knocked on my door. My best nights usually came from travelling sports teams staying at the hotel.. To see him, and to beg him to fuck me hard. But before then, today to get through.... I drag myself out of bed, already late and no time for a normal morning wank. I sadly pull my vibrator out from under my pillow and put it back in its draw. I'm going to have to wank at work. I pull on a blazer and skirt and drag myself to work. Sitting in traffic I let my mind wonder, and already feel my crotch dampening. By lunchtime I can think of nothing else and the warm burning sensation of a building. You started to go under licking my balls, and it was then I exploded all on your face, breasts, and navel. You sat up, I started to lick my cum off you and you did the same to your breasts.I turned you onto your back and began to kiss you and lick my way down your body until the sweet dripping honey and your pussy I wanted. I devoured, licked, and sucked your pussy as if I hadn’t eaten for a week. Your thighs clenched around my face and the more my tongue poked your pussy, the more I licked,. Kimmie was really going to town now, her long brunette hair cascading around her face and my lap, alternately obstructing and framing my view of her big brown eyes, her pert little nose, and her full-lipped, but small, mouth stretched around the slickened girth of my happy cock. I glanced up from observing her bobbing head. I was taking my daily pleasure today in one of our more common settings. I sat in a leather easy chair in my "drawing room", my half-finished scotch temporarily forgotten on.