C. Alexandria. The males were fairly well-behaved and showed courtesy in the cleansing and lubricating of each female after each union of male and fem...ale flesh. The younger girl was most likely a harlot seeing an opportunity to make her fortune quickly and in a short duration of time. Her older companion was not of the trade herself but from the cries of pleasure she emitted with each transaction, she obviously was enjoying the opportunity to use her feminine machinery in her declining. These nude art photos were supposedly all going into an art book of some kind. I was a bum in both senses of the word, but voilà, I had cigarettes for a fortnight and occasionally a night out at the pub financed from the odd blow-job I gave him after our photographic sessions, curiously he never blew, he’d grumble “That’s more then enough. I’ll finish myself off later”. He invited me to attend a session of performance poetry by Jesus Giro. You may never have heard of him – he. .. you know ... do it ... before you have to leave? I feel so much better, and it probably won't hurt, so you could concentrate more on you and less on trying to be gentle with me..." Christine raised the sheet to reveal her naked body, letting me know I could use it as I wished. Her expression was equal parts vulnerable and interested.How could I resist such innocent charm?My departure was delayed while I rocked her world one more time. At the penultimate moment, Christine's eyes shot open,. "I’m cumming,” she screamed. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” I felt her pussy tense and clench around my fingers. Then wave after wave of orgasm flooded her body. I felt vibrations on my fingers as her pussy pumped out her juice, then a gush of warm liquid flowed out of her drenching the bed sheets underneath her. I held Liss against my mouth bringing her to another mini orgasm. Finally she shuddered to a stop, unable to take anymore. I kissed her mound and drew up. Liss was sprawled.