Then two, three, four, five, six times. Only my cupless bra left for you. Thirty-four minutes. “Your hand or the back of my throat?” Fiona asks. Thick and ten-inches. Whomever draws the lowest number has to have me remove one item of clothing of their choice for them. Thirty-three minutes, so close. “Wow, oh fuck, he is huge. “I told you I wanted a thirty-minute fuck, at least thirty-minutes,” she whispers as she looks at the wall clock. “We have never had a man that big.”
“Your erection is magnificent. Then two, three, four, five, six times. Wealthy women in their forties – bored housewives and business women, some local, some from overseas, craving sexual excitement and satisfaction. They have a small bowl of balls numbered from one to twelve. I am elated when Fiona draws number one.
