The rest of the week all I thought about was how great James and Diane looked together. I kept having wet dreams about sex. I told my Mother about the... job and she was very happy then I settled down to my routine until Saturday. All my sisters still lived at home so seeing women in various stages of undress or totally naked was perfectly normal to me. My mother and sisters weren't exactly shy.Saturday at 7 am I knocked on James and Diane Peterson's back door.The dog started barking and Diane. Sandeep looked wickedly at me, with no words telling me he was not even close to being finished.I felt a momentary mix of elation and panic as I realized that the look I’d never seen on his face meant that he wasn’t ready to go home just yet. I could tell that he had treated me to the orgasm so that upon finishing, he could truly apply his attention and talents to his own orgasm and pleasure. My breath caught in my throat. I knew somewhere in the back of my mind, that my own incredible. I decided while I waited for them to settle down and get it all out of their system, I would glance in some of the other bags. There were all kinds of lotions and even some sexy veils and scarves and such. I stopped after not immediately finding more naughty notions though rather than get caught. Closing the backend and walked to the back passenger door. The four women were all snickering, well three of the four were and they were all staring straight ahead. A man my size was going to have. “I’m Pamela to you, asshole. I did not come with you. You couldn’t make me cum under any circumstances. You gave me two hundred dollars to accompany you and that is what I did.”She dragged me around to face him with a death grip on my cock. I either turned with her or had it ripped out by its roots.She waved it at him, “This would make me cum and not your pathetic little peter.”She looked up at me, “Stop making a spectacle of yourself and put that big thing away.”“Will you kiss it goodbye?” I.