One with Mel, two with Mrs. Anderson, and now two with Gretchen. Huh, only my fifth orgasm. It seemed like more than that somehow. Hmm. Makes me thirs...ty thinking about it. This girl, much like the last one, was passed out while still impaled on his erect penis. It was a happy or unfortunate side effect of his mystical necklace, depending on how you looked at it. It was pretty awesome to be able to cause women to pass out from the intensity of their orgasms, but at the same time, you are left. Every place was allowing Stu to run the sound at least, sometimes the lights as well. He was getting a great reputation it appeared. I may need to negotiate a better contract with him.Thirty minutes before the place was open, I had the orchestra get in place. I called my singers out to talk to them all at once.“OK, everybody -- they loved us in Bloomington, but this is Chicago, the third largest city in the United States of America with practically three million people. Fifteen times the size. I have the big one in Houston in early September and then the legislative convention in New Orleans two weeks later and then we have all of the team award functions and then competition starts.” I was pulling up my Fall calendar in my head as I spoke.“Well then we make it an “End of Summer Pay The Fine Party”. I will get permits to close the side street and we can really have a blowout.”And so it was that we set about to hold the biggest party the bar had ever seen. We settled into an easy. Her eyes were closed, lips pursed in an ‘O’ of delight as her tight, hot, wet, pussy slid slowly up and down my hardness. Stupidly my first thought was, ‘How the hell did she manage to sneak up on me like that?’ Then all rational thought was driven from my mind as Stevie started to swivel her hips on every down stroke. The feeling was indescribable. Suffice to say I’d never felt anything like it before. Stevie appeared completely unaware that I was awake… until she moaned and spoke. ‘Are you.