I continued to finger-fuck her for several minutes while we enjoyed a long, sensual kiss. When the kiss ended, while maintaining the finger play I sai...d, ‘I want you to enjoy sex with me as much as I’m going to enjoy it. Tell me what you like.’ ‘I certainly like what you’re doing now’, she answered. Her breathing was labored and she was wetter than ever, she may have had a small orgasm. I didn’t know because I really didn’t know how to identify a woman’s orgasm. If Joan ever had any, they were. She took the end into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around it, tasting the girl’s blood and juices. She moved her lips further down until the shaft had almost disappeared down her throat. Skillfully she moved her head back and forth, her breasts swinging above the girl’s still fettered body, until she milked my seed yet again, this time releasing it so that it fell onto the girl’s sweat-covered belly.She rubbed the semen over the girl’s body and breasts, and down her legs, as if to ensure. At the suggestion of one of them, I became a human toilet, kneeling, drinking their piss while holding their cocks to ensure that it all went in my mouth. I became, with practise, quite adept at swallowing and controlling the flow. I also learned how to take four cocks. I would straddle one, and guide the cock into my cunt, then reach back to direct another into my arse, and lean forward to get two in my mouth, one from each side. I could never quite get those as deep as I wished, but I became. What ... you like to do?" she asked."Why don't we have a sexy contest on our big bed? Maybe see which one of us Randy thinks is sexier," I said, watching her reaction. "Once we get started, I'm sure he'll want to come join us on the bed."Okay." She said, "Just have fun. Not be mad, okay? ... Both same size. Be sexy fun. Maybe Randy he watch ... he like to see." Right." I said. "We won't be mad, we'll just see who's sexier," I said, pleased she was so willing to participate."When we do... ?" she.