Finally, four pussies later, Jillian hopped onto a table, where four other women were sitting, spread her legs, and ordered, "Come get some dessert, my pet And you may use this chair."

"Gladly," I said, a little happy to get off my knees, which were a little sore, truth be told. I dined leisurely, wanting to put on a show for the four pretty women, all in their thirties, it seemed.

"May we play with her?" someone asked as I probed her wet hole.

"Of course you may," she allowed, "but she isn't allowed to come. I have a very, very big surprise in store for her after I come...