The three women looked at each other and Marianne spoke up. “Well, Mike. We have a problem.” “What happened?” I asked. “Well, the thing is i...s that Sarah wants to fuck you.” Marianne said with a smile on her face. I look at Sarah and she’s nodding her head.“Is this a---” “But Holly wants to fuck you too. In fact she said she’s been dying to.” “MARIANNE!” Holly exclaims loudly. “Which one do you want to take home with you? Now I came up with a solution and I think you will also agree Mike. How. She needed a cock inside her pussy every night. I’d slept with her last night, only to find her missing this morning.Thankfully, she’d left me a note to pick her up after the haircut. Last night that blonde hair was in a ponytail with a small bun beyond the rubber band. I collected the hair on her neck and tried to make a small ponytail, but it didn’t stay put.It wasn’t possible to style a ponytail out of the remaining hair. Her new hairstyle was like a short stacked bob with lots of movement. I bowed my head to the task and slurped loudly as I dived into the most substantial pool of rapidly cooling semen; I withdrew a little as I sucked, teasing out a thick thread of cum and sucking it up like very over cooked spaghetti! "Mmm, it tastes so good," I purred, leonine and satisfied, licking my lips."Wow, you really love it, don't you?" I nodded enthusiastically."I want to drain you every day, you taste so good," I replied, scooping up another morsel with my fingers. Tossing my head. ”“Yes, ma’am. I’m going to do a bit of post-processing with some of them. A few of them promise to be decent. I wondered whether you might be interested in seeing them.”“I’m busy later today. Would it be convenient to come by in the morning, say around 10:00?”“Ten it is, Ms. Milford.”“Please call me Barbara. I’ll see you, then. Good-bye, Mr. Smith.”“Frank, please, Barbara. Until tomorrow, then. Good-bye.”*I had spent several hours tweaking my pictures, both of the ladies and of the birds. There.