I reached round, sliding my hand into her bum crease, teasing her arsehole then I could feel my balls begin to boil and I was exploding into her throat, spurt after spurt erupting from my cock which she was swallowing seemingly without effort. Her mouth left my cock and opened in a silent scream as her orgasm swept through her and she collapsed on her side on the bed, hand clasped tightly between her legs.
Slowly our bodies returned to normal and we looked at each other, minds trying to grasp what had just happened. Rachel took charge and pulled us together for a group hug, chests pressed together, their bodies so soft against me. I broke the silence, “I’m sorry, but the bad news is that I have to leave after lunch.”
“What?” cried Helen, “But I’m still owed one! And we’ve still got several days left!” I saw them exchange looks and she continued, “That is unless you wanted to stay a bit longer and moved in with us?”
“You could take it in turns whose bed you slept in.” suggested Rachel.
“Or even better, we could all sleep in here.” Helen was getting enthusiastic now.
I ran through my mental diary, there wasn’t anything that couldn’t be moved or ignored and I realised that it would indeed be a pleasant extension to my break. “OK, I’ll do it, but I insist on paying my way.”
“Oh don’t worry, you’ll do that alright,” said Helen, reaching out for my cock. “But we’d want something else as well.” I looked quizzically at them, “We want to appear in your next book in at least one of the erotic romantic interludes, and we’ve got some ideas as to how that we can show you.”