By now, my mind was all business, and the fact that I had a very desirable female, with her legs spread, and a dildo sticking out of her twat, and on ...a table in my office, receded into the background. A strange thing, the human mind.Finished, I pulled it out. Then, "Jill, I'm going to pull your upper lips apart so I can make sure of the location of your clit. I didn't take notes the last time I saw it. Ok?" Another nod. There it was, about average size. More measurements. "Ok, that's. They worked their way down to my cock, licking and kissing it, occasionally kissing each other and taking my cock into their mouths, taking turns in a consistent pattern. I shifted my hands on their pussies, inserting my thumbs and freeing my fingers to stroke their clits. They began to gasp and moan as they worked their pussies against my hands. They were fondling each other's tits and pinching nipples. I varied the the stimulation trying to bring them along together. One of then started. I've got to admitI'm kind of digging Gwen holding my hand. Very cool. Like being backstagein Vegas or something I thought. Still leading me by the hand Gwen leadsme through the action saying her hellos and giving kisses as we go. Sheintroduces me to everyone we bump into. We enter in to a big dressingroom."Here's the table I use," Gwen says pointing to a make up table andmirror. "Better lighting," she whispers to me discreetly.We sit and Gwen asks, "Do you mind terribly if I get started?" No,. And my left foot also has an itch that I can not reach because of my big and very pregnant belly. Now scratch my foot.”I nearly laughed at her impersonation of a rich snob giving orders that you see in those old shows on tv.“As you wish my lady.” I said as I grabbed hold of her left foot.“Not in my dining room. If you need to leave and do that just go to the living room. Just don’t go anywhere that would cause Maxine to go looking for you and especially don’t do anything that would scar her for.