I dutifully snapped to attention. My tits bounced as I did, and I walked with my chin up, tits pushed out, butt clenched tight. “You’ll notice she... isn’t permitted to slouch. She must glide gracefully with a purpose,” Mike corrected my step as he followed me to my room. He pointed out that I had to bend over at the waist. “She must always face her ass toward someone in the room if they are watching and bend deeply enough that you can have a good look,” Mike said as he smacked the dowel against. I gasped, and he twisted them around his fingers, kissing me at the same time, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He used my nipples to spin me around, and while holding onto my shoulders, pushed me a couple yards over to a table, and pushed me down on it, bent at the waist. He stuck his hand down the boxers I was wearing (my bf's), and pushed a few fingers up my wet pussy. With that he pulled down the boxers so fast I was afraid that they'd rip, and in one quick motion his cock was fully inside. 30 minutes later there is a knock at the door and I smiled at her and told her she is a call girl, and not to forget it, as I go to the door. I answered it and it is a guy about 20 years old with the pizza. I asked him if he is offended by nudity and he looks at me for a second and said no. Good, I said, I have a call girl in here and she is completly naked. He just goes, "Sweet!" I tell him to set the pie on the table and he walks into the room where Sheree is laying there smiling and wide. “Plain cotton shirt” I said as the last button came open, I could smell the sweetness of her skin. “Correct again, damn you good” she said and again allowed me to take it off.I heard her giggle, “What’s up?” I asked her, “I just noticed you got that bulgy thing in your shorts like Gramps gets” she replied and I only wished I could see her face.“Sorry” I said as I got her shirt off“Is it uncomfortable?” she asked, “Gramps says it is and takes them off, he says it is more comfortable that way”.