"Come on, Brad, I know how much you want to ravage my insides again." Sandy traced her fingernail down your chest and seductively but her lip before glancing back into your eyes. You felt drained from the previous round, but you needed to think of something to maintain the situation. You remember Sandy was was she was relieving herself.
"Alright, I will, but I need to get myself ready again. Why don't you enjoy an entree before my main course?" You give a sly smile and tilt her head to the side.
"Hhhmmmm, I can get both of us wet for you. Make sure you can fuck my silly with all of your love." Sandy lifted her head as she glided her fingers up your body. That will give you time. You leave the bedroom and think of your next move in the bathroom. You could hear Sandy in the next room as you shut the door: "Hey there cutie, why don't I clean that up for you?" That was a ruthless choice. You make your plan while you hear your previous wife moaning and the service — by now — woman moaning with wet noises. You plan to keep sedating the two of them with a piece of paper on the door asking for professional help; hopefully, you are taken seriously. You grab a nearby sheet off of a notepad and write down the situation: there is a virus in your room and it drives them sexually insane, you really need professional help and to be cautious. You need some sort of way to make it more noticeable when you put it outside though. Before you can think of anything, you hear Sandy and the new bimbo calling for you. You need to act fast and you don't have the extra condom on. You notice your cock twitching and throbbing for attention: you are ready for round two. You open the door and reassure the two bimbos that you'll get to them. The new service woman is slender with busty proportions: her new breasts bounce with each movement and her perky nipples were ripe for suckling, her new ass jiggled, her slender limbs reached for you, legs and arms; her face was as if it was built for dick sucking and you don't mind the idea of it — though the consequences were a bit much. Her eyes twinkle with Sandy's lust; she tries to show you her new, fresh, virgin pussy as it soaks the carpet underneath — she is definitely enjoying her new body. Her hair gleams with its length and highlighter shades, her facial features are completely feminine — and hot, admittedly — and you notice shades of makeup and nail polish on her. You reach for the door to try to attach the note to the "do not disturb" sign on the door handle but the bimbos mistake it for you leaving them. They get much more hands on despite you telling them that you would only be a moment. They are impatient and you still need to grab that condom. What happens next?