Which, makes no sense what-so-ever. I’m lead into a room that has a king-size bed, a dresser, and a nightstand. Off to the right side is a platform ...with a tub, a toilet, and a sink. I’m told to wait and that I can pick a girl.I’m in China so I need to take my shoes off. I start taking my shoes off when two girls walk in. They are in their late twenties and a bit on the plump side, about the same time as they’re leaving Sam, asks if I like either of these girls.The girls walk out of the room. Two seconds later our bodies are pressed together. Warm skin on skin.We can't get close enough, hugging so tightly, hands moving constantly over each other's back, sides, face, bottom, shoulders, chest.My fingers lace your hair and I guide your face to mine.My heart is pounding in my chest--we are together for real. For REAL!After all the dreaming and fantasizing, after all the make-believe, we are here!I ease you down onto the soft bed, into the pillows.We are slowing...not so frenzied.You. I peeked down and saw that Mr. Finn had followed her to keep his mouth on her cherry.She kissed me once. "If it makes you feel better, maybe I'll invite you to dinner one night with my husband and I, and maybe I'll set something up between the three of us when our clothes are off, what do you think about that?" You better be paying me overtime for that." Consider it done, wench," she told me, lowering her head back to my cunt. "And yes, feeling a black eat me out is better than my husband," she. I didn't get the feeling she was saying it to me, just mumbling it to herself, but the whole room was just tile, porcelain, and the mirror in front of her, reflecting back her words like a microphone as well as her pretty little face, her eyes clamped shut tightly. I wasn't sure if I should wait to let her get adjusted to my girth, but she started rocking her ass back to fuck herself on my shaft, so I just grabbed he hips and joined the party as best I could.After only a few minutes I could.