"Five? Very nice too. Oh, and seven for you, Ziggy? My, you naughty boy, you. Still that gives Jack and myself a chance to make for eight in one night."

Was he drunk talking? Perhaps, yet he still would try to achieve eight orgasms with his lover on one night. Of course he may just collapse boneless and sated afterwards falling into a deep sleep. Another gulp of whiskey and his hand wandered down Jack's back to pinch his arse.

"My go again. Let's see. What are your favourite types of BDSM?"