Not wishing to leave Jack out entirely, the two red-headed lesbians straddled his face and chest masturbating hard. Jill helped by squeezing nipples; ...soon they were both breathing heavily and furiously rubbing their clits. Two streams of squirt hit his mouth and chin - Jack had to swallow fast to avoid disappointing his girls, but it was fairly obvious he was never going to get a fuck.Jill looked up, surprised to see all the girls standing in a loose circle around big-titted Gillian - her knees. "Oh god." Tony moaned, and pressed passionate kisses against her throat and ear."Come on Aunty. God, I want to feel you."Her breathing was laboured. She couldn't catch her breath. She tensed under him, her arms around his neck. She moaned, then cried out as she jerked against him. He pressed tightly against her, his hips moving hard against hers. His breathing was becoming more laboured as he moved in and out of her.She heard his name leave her lips as she lost control, and shattered around. Despite our sexual openness, I was always uncomfortable at strip clubs and Jess knew it. I’m sure that’s why it was always her who insisted on going there. I can’t say exactly what bothers me about them; be it the bare vagina being bounced in my face in front of my wife (the King’s Court was full nudity), the fact that other strange guys were learing on, or the money involved, but invariably I would flush a deep crimson which seemed to encourage the strippers just as much as Jess.Tonight would. “Uh …” I cleared my throat. “Do you want me to do the same thing for you…that is…I don’t mind…if you want me to…”“Do you want me to stop…am I not doing it good?” she asked timidly.“No way, it’s not that at all. I just want to make you feel like you are making me feel right now. You don’t have to stop…and besides, I don’t WANT you to stop.” I heard her breathing in the darkness. “In that case, I’d like it a lot,” she said in a soft, little girl voice.I moved around and down alongside her naked.