"Your rent is paid for theweek, miss." the man said politely. I noticed his eyes dropping to mybreasts as he talked. I wondered about the rent being... paid for the weekremark, but figured it was his Chinese English way of saying that I hadpaid when I checked in. I smiled, and walking to the door, turningaround, I caught him also looking at my butt. Again I smiled at suchwonderful affirmation, and pushed open the door to the street.I stood on the sidewalk, not knowing where I was. Obviously,. Neil cried out at the same time and Claire opened her eyes briefly. Jerome’s hand was covered with Neil’s cum as he slammed harder and faster into him. She could feel her own climax now. She could also hear Karl groaning loudly with excitement as he gripped her hips tightly and began to slam harder and faster into her. Through half closed eyes she looked across at Neil and Jerome. Jerome was cumming now; screaming and shouting loudly as his seed pumped into Neil. She could feel Karl’s seed. Jan had said he was hung but I had no idea it was this huge. He was double the size of any men I had been with. I could not take my eyes off it. He had no problem being naked with me. He told me Jan was gone for the week end and he was alone and liked to be naked. He seemed to like me looking at his cock and I like looking at it. i had a huge desire to want him to fuck me.He then offered me coffee. I had to say yes to be able to stay longer. We sat in the living room and drank the coffee. He. God, how humiliating that I had been reduced to this. Me, Peter Alan Hotaling, star quarterback of my college team, the guy that had been on a one-man quest to win the heart, or at least the pussy, of every woman in New York City. Now I was one of them. A woman.I finished peeing and stood to wash my hands and face, looking closely at the face that stared back at me from the mirror. This was only the second day. How was I going to last for another 363 more. I decided then and there that if I.