She took a shower, and went to the phone. It was 8 PM that evening, when Foster’s phone rang. ‘Hello,’ he said. ‘Foster?’ it was Margie’s... voice. ‘Yes, Margie, is that you?’ he asked. ‘Yes, it is, Foster I have to talk to you,’ she said. ‘Yes, I guess maybe you do,’ was his answer. ‘Can I pick you up in a few moments and we’ll go out for a drink and talk?’ he asked. She hesitated for a moment and then said: ‘Yes, that will be fine.’ She told him where she lived and he said he’d be there in. I got back on top of Austin and start unbuttoning his shirt. I would have loved just to rip it off, but I didn’t know if that would be okay. When his shirt is off, he pushed me down onto my back on the mattress. He started sucking at my neck, making me moan a bit. He looked up at me and said, ‘I’d never imagine you were still a virgin with that kind of moan.’ ‘You know what else would surprise you?’ I asked him, flirtatiously. I slithered out from underneath him and twirled my finger to signal. Your smell makes my body burn. You stroke your hand around the back of my neck, your touch electric. As I kiss a trail up your throat to your ear your fingers tighten in response. I press my thigh gently against the bulge between your legs, and your body jerks in response. The skin tightens over your cheekbones and your eyes absorb the light as you look up at me. You fist your hand in my hair and bring my mouth back down to yours. I’m pushing you onto your back so you lie on the bed. I flatten. So my hands were tied to the bedposts. This wasn't really bondage, but it was fun. All the girls got off the bed and soon I felt a mouth around my cock. I thought I would know Paula's by technique, but i was wrong, I had no clue. The first round went by fast and as soon as I was getting on the edge of shooting, time was up. The waiting period in between kept me cool. The second round went the same, but the third round I knew it would be three minutes and I was sure that the first girl would get.