CHAPTER SEVEN
During the hours that Ward was allegedly at the hospital, Jim too, found his hands full, of p***y that is. The sight of his strong, long d**k had the girls up again in less than half an hour, and they worked swiftly to persuade him to satisfy their curiosity, as well as their lust.
"You know," Barbara said, sitting down next to Jim on the couch, "no one ever showed us around the apartment."
"What's there to see?"
"Oh, the bedroom." She put her hand on his thigh and began rubbing it hard.
"Barb, cut it out. Can't you see the state I'm in?"
"Why do you think I'm doing it?" She left his thigh for his b***r, and Jim shook with joy as she massaged his frazzled phallus.
"What about Sarah?" he asked.
"What about me?" The dark-haired lovely was just coming into the living roo
