My God, you are soaking wet. What happened?”“My car broke down about a mile from here. I had to walk the rest of the way.”“But why are you her...e?”“I stopped by to see Emily.”“She’s not here. She went with the rest of the family to visit our aunt.”“Damn. I forgot that was this weekend.”I grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. He didn’t have a dry spot on him.“You have to get out of those wet clothes.”“Thank you. I am a bit cold”I led him through the kitchen into the laundry room.“You can change. Each was only one long hard deep stroke, but it caused an audible gasp that Maggie wasn't sure if it came from herself, or from the other woman sitting astride her lover. Both were getting fucked at the same time, and in the same manner.Maggie continued to push back to meet the rhythmic deep strokes from the red headed man behind her. The water splashed around them both, rising up over her breasts. He grabbed her hips and started fucking her hard. Maggie, slightly distracted now, was still. I guess you made it to Italy?”“Safe and sound in our little palace,” said Max. “I’ve got to show you this bed before we end the call. I need you to figure out which sixteenth century head of state died in it.”“Are they still there?” Paige asked. “I hear all the best hotel rooms in Italy come with a dessicated royal corpse.”Max laughed. “I should call the front desk and complain immediately.”Paige smiled softly. “So, what’s up?”“Just checking in to let you know I arrived safely.” said Max. He. An involuntary scream escaped from Abby, but it was drowned out by the the excited chatter of all the guys. Once Jack and I had Abby pinned between us, her legs and arms for now lying limp at her sides, the other boys came around to top Abby off again. Before Jack and I were even thrusting, Abby had Moes cock back in her mouth while Brandon and Gus were coaxing her into beating them off. After taking just a moment to adjust to the extreme pressure in her pussy, Abby managed to go back to work.