I heard slapping sounds from tongues in pussies. Steven grasped my tits and kneaded them in his hand. It was still wet after his wife's tongue."Delici...ous tits”, he said."Thank you", I replied as best I could with his cock in my mouth.Steven pulled out his cock and sat down in a porch chair. His cock stood straight up. Rachel found her big bra and put one cup over his face so he didn't see anything."Now you have to guess whose pussy it is," said Rachel."It is not allowed to look or feel with. ”“Ask away.”“Earlier, you said you had me investigated. For what? What did that entail?”“Well, uh… everything. The position you will hold for me demands total disclosure. Don’t worry, your information will be held in strict confidence.” Lenny looked me in the eyes, unblinking.I needed to know if he knew about my present dilemma, so I asked, “Did you investigate my wife and family also?”He didn’t hesitate to answer. “Of course, I did. I told you I knew everything. It’s a matter of. I want to see you squirm as if you arestraddling his lap and he is fucking you." "But, I really want to be with you at the end of the evening." "Yes I know but the audience must see you as wanting a handsome man. ThePussycats are not lesbians. I need you to fantasize that you want astrong man. Now squirm and make me believe it"I closed my eyes and spread my legs on the chair. My anal muscles flexedand I moved in subtle circles feeling my butt plug inside me. In abreathy voice I said, "Ok I'll. I don't really think you'll be a dud, but if you do turn out to be one, I'll be able to find a new guy, as quickly as I need to. We girls aren't, as a rule, quite so hair-triggered as guys are. Sure, we like our sex, sometimes. Sometimes we love our sex. But we're usually not quite so desperate for it. We can postpone gratification." Yeah, and guys, like you said, are easy. --You could probably even phone your old boyfriend, tell him you've changed your mind, and he'd come running." Maybe. But.