To the bedroom.

"I'm glad you're still hard," Catherine giggled, playfully squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles.

"I have to be if I want to fuck you the rest of the night," I chuckled as I pulled out of her pussy with an audible slurp.

"Shall we go to the bedroom where it'll be more comfortable than the bathroom floor to make love to me for the rest of the night?" she purred, giving me a kiss after I helped her to her feet.

"Sure but do you mind if I grab some sports drinks if you have any?" I asked. "We'll need to stay hydrated and replenish our energy."

"There's some in the pantry," she replied, grabbing a towel.

We quickly dried off each other off before I anxiously dashed out. My erection was awkwardly bouncing up and down as I made my way downstairs to the pantry. I grabbed an armful of Gatorade and ran back upstairs to the master bedroom. I dropped the sports drinks when I saw the sight of Catherine laying down on the bed seductively. I had seen her naked already but as a former lingerie model she knew how to excite any straight man.

Even though we were both anxious to fuck again as soon as possible, I reminded myself that Sam wanted me to make love to her friends when I try to impregnate them because she wanted the act of procreation to be more than just pure unadulterated fucking — she wanted us to enjoy having sex but with the added emotional and intimate connection. "Make love to them as if you were making love to me," she had told me. It made total sense with Catherine given her situation where she had remained single since her bitter and messy divorce, surrounding herself with her her post-modelling career as an agent, and it was obvious since our first rendezvous in the motel that she greatly missed being with a man.

As much as I wanted to pounce on her I was subdued and climbed up on the bed and crawled up over her to give her a passionate kiss. She kissed me back just as fiercely like we were long lost lovers.

"Thank you, Michael," Catherine sighed as we finally broke our kiss.

"For what?" I wondered.

"The kissing..." she replied

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I smiled.

"I do," she smiled back. "It makes me feel... loved again..."

I didn't know what to say to that. She was a friend Emma's and I barely knew her outside of the girls' get-togethers so I didn't have a sense of love I had with Sam.

"But the last couple of days..."

"The threesomes with Susan?" I smirked.

"Yes," she nodded, "as much as I enjoyed that I actually prefer to sex to be more one on one."

"Oh, I completely understand!" I chuckled. "There was a lot of pressure on me to satisfy AND impregnate you both!"

"You definitely did a great job on satisfying Susan and me," she smiled. "Make love to me, Michael. Please."