I sat up, grabbed my shorts and boxers, and pulled them on. I sat on the floor against the love seat and looked at her. I knew what she'd said when Ja...de and I finished. But, Christ, I'd already cum two times that night. Once when Jade blew me, and the second time having sex with her on the floor. I wasn't even sure if I could do anything else.Then Jade walked into the room, sat down next to me, looked at me, and smiled. "I wasn't kidding when I said I sounded kinda shitty having sex with two. I remember having socks on. "Are you going to take your clothes off, too?" No," she answered. She swung her legs onto my lap. "You are."So, I reached for her shirt and she swatted my hands. "Pants only." But, I want..." Pants! Be a good little captive."How women get out of jeans that tight, I have no idea. I mean, it was clinging to her body, so I tugged and tugged until they slid off her hips and slowly down those long, slender thighs. At least she is skinny—thunder thighs might have been. We call these women frigid,repressed, or gay. And seriously deprived. And in all likelihood, verylonely."The second type give head, but not happily. They'll do it, but only as areward for their man, or to get him hard so he can fuck her. Theirblowjobs are actually practically hand-jobs. They go suck-suck, stroke-stroke-stroke-stroke-stroke. I imagine if they find a man who doesn'tlove to receive head, they can be happy together in their mutualdeprivation."The performers on the video were. Diana was in between her legs, eating cunt with fervent abandon and Angelique was cradling Ida’s lush black body in her arms and playing with her tits, kissing Ida with heated passion. ‘Oh-my-fucking-GOD, this is incredible,’ Patrice thought as she watched the women at play. ‘Mom’s into chicks too, I had no fucking idea! This isn’t her first time either, she’s not putting up any fight and she’s really kissing Angelique back. Oh man, I shouldn’t be watching this, but it’s too damned hot not to!’.