OdalisqueForty nine
I WOKE UP WITH TWO GIRLS whose shirts had unaccountably come off during the night. As had mine. There was a lot of bare flesh touching me, and it was pretty damned nice. So were the two hands gently holding my erection. Apparently, we’d dropped a couple of barriers during the night. I could feel myself pulse and both looked up at me. “You’d better get up, Tony,” Wendy said. “You need a good breakfast and your match is at eleven.” “We should probably let this go so we don’t accidentally...