Chapter 33

I had a limousine waiting for us downstairs, the chauffeur holding up a sign for me near baggage claim. Diana and Becca were chatting amiably about a variety of things as we drove. I checked into the hotel, had a porter take our luggage to our room, including Diana's. We proceeded to the Grill at St. Regis, the house restaurant. Apparently, neither of us acted like jackasses during dinner, as Diana accepted our offer to spend the night.

We removed our clothes to shower. When I took mine off, Diana said, "Oh, my! I'm not sure but what you don't have a super schlong. That's pretty meaty."

Becca grabbed hold of it and stroked it a few times, making me grow. "Isn't it beautiful. I just love it."

We took a shower together to ensure all the nooks and crannies of the three of us were sparkly clean. I always liked to impress the ladies that I was more than a big dick, I was also a long tongue, so I spent the first half hour dini