That snapped me out of it. I just dropped into the chair, deflated. What the fuck is going on? Again, as I get upset or emotional those around me get ...very passive."Sharon, Helga, please get up." As they both stood and looked toward me I told them, "Please, we need to discuss this further, I just can't do it right now. You will both come to my house tomorrow night at 7:30 and we will continue this then. You will not discuss this or me with anyone else except as needed to perform your duties as. It hurts but not nearly as bad as when you took my cherry Saturday night. Go ahead and fuck my ass. I want you to fuck my ass like you really want me. I want you to be deep in my ass. Fuck my ass hard like you fucked my pussy Sunday morning.” “Are you sure, Baby? That will probably make your ass sore like your pussy was.” “Yes, damn it! If I'm yours then take me like I'm yours.” With no further talk, I tightened my grip on her hips and rapidly slammed into her ass over and over. “Umph,. She began to whimper as he rubbed her pussy as they danced. Her thighs parted to allow the fingering and her juices were now streaming down her knees. Her eyes glazed, she was whimpering and moaning. her knees were buckling out of control but he held her up with the hand around her waist while his other hand was fingering her pussy and clitty in time to the sensuous music. A slow rhythmic African drum and flute tune which sounded like the thumping when a pussy is getting pumped.He seemed to be. Still hungry or even more so, we went to another restaurant and grabbed some steaks, salads and a couple of drinks. This time we behaved ourselves pretty much except for when Sheila excused herself to go to the ladies room. She grabbed my cock, which had gone back down, as she passed me while being seated. I leaned over to kiss her and along the way I “accidently” tweaked her nipples which were standing out even more than when she was on the couch.I asked Sheila if she likes the public.