Chapter 1: ORGY JUICE FOR BREAKFAST It was 9:00 AM, Friday morning when I awoke naked, wet, and bracketed by the succulent flesh of my two, drunken tenants, Lola and Patti.

I knew from past experience they wanted to sleep until mid afternoon and then eat breakfast to replenish their energies before going out to party through the weekend. Looking at their hefty and curvaceous flesh with open labia draining sex fluids along their inner thighs from their swollen love sacks, I remembered that several more men had arrived just after dawn and played them while I tried to wake up and join in. So as I looked at small rivulets of play load leaking from their cunts, along the inner flesh of their well padded thigh flesh to add to the puddle on the rubber sheets, I knew I was looking at breakfast. I set the alarm clock for noon and, drooling with anticipation, rejoined the orgied out ladies by sliding my head between their party soiled bellies so that Lola's mouth could engulf prick while my head rested between their swollen and abundant crotches while I provided mouth to softness resuscitation. Cont