Someone started some soft jazz playing in the background. It isn’t the sort of music I expected to hear in a place like this. I didn’t have to wor...ry about undressing myself or dancing. Cheryl and Marsha began working together to slowly undress me in front of the crowd of men who fill the room in front of me, all of them staring at us almost feverishly.As the two women slowly unbuttoned my blouse, with lots of gentle touching, Cheryl asked quietly, “Have you ever had another woman make love to. Up and down my lips. Oh, yeah. You can slip inside. Oh, yeah. I must have been doing it right because the next time I got close to that button, she stiffened up for a few seconds with a Ungnnnnn and her pussy went berserk. It was going up and down in front of me, so I just stuck out my tongue and let her ride it. When she calmed down a bit, she knelt by my side again and slowly ran her tongue around the head of my cock, teasing me with some humming and sucking sounds. I was stiff as a brick. She would surely help! There was no answer from her number. Poor desperate Penny kept trying all morning and all afternoon with no result.The distressed girl hardly noticed anything for the rest of the morning and just sat in her room, tears pouring down her face. She did notice Tom Brewster once or twice and it occurred to her that he had a rather satisfied smirk on his flabby chinless face. Realising that tears would not rescue Mr. Smith, she managed to regain some kind of hold on her. I sighed wistfully and thought I was in Heaven. Little did I know that he just wanted to cop a feel; not that it bugged me or anything, but when things looked like they were going to get purely physical, I wanted to see how far he would go for me first. And lo and behold, the spineless prick didn't even try to fuck me once I put on the slightest hard-to-get act. To be honest, I'm not sure if I would have let him or not. He wouldn't have been my first. I'd let one of the neighboring boys up at.