It took me a while to decide whether Joker had done me any irreparable damage, but at least I still looked the same in the bathroom mirror. 'Same' to the extent that my hair hadn't turned white or I'd not gone cross eyed, anyway. Lo, I'd had the shadow of death in my valley and I had survived, even though I felt as if I'd be turned inside out. The real worry was whether any normally built man could ever properly satisfy me again. I wondered how Joker felt. What he ought to be was exhausted, but I could hear deep booming laughter coming from the lounge, laughter which still seemed vibrant with energy. I pulled on my robe and went to see what was happening.

It was a strange kind of feeling that I had. All warm and glowing inside and my feet hardly touching the carpet, as though I was blown up with gas like a party balloon. When I went into the lounge an open bottle of whisky stood on the coffee table: it hadn't been in the apartment before so Joker must have brought it in his bag. He had his big feet up on the table, apparently not bothered about still being naked, and showing Misty how the camera worked. She was giggling like an idiot as they took turns aiming the camera at Erin, firing off the flash as she did a slow strip tease around the room.

By the time I'd had one drink from the bottle it was easy to see a connection developing between Erin and Joker. The more bare Erin we could see, the more there was of Joker's cock to see as well. Aided and abetted, I admit, by some handy handwork from Misty and me. We started out looking at each other from either side of our visitor, both wondering if he was still man enough to make Erin pay her dues. By the time she was down to her underwear we each had a hand on our black Romeo's rigid shaft with plenty of room left over.

As soon as Erin had pulled off her panties Joker decided he wanted to be back on the couch again, with me still stroking his cock and Misty taking the photographs. Then he called Erin over to the couch.

When she got within reach I put my arm around her shoulder, pulled her down to me and kissed her full on the lips.

She was surprised but didn't pull away and I wanted to see if it had any effect on Joker.

What happened was that he laughed loudly and tugged on my hair: "Start sucking, you pair of little sluts."

END OF PART ONE

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