It was really none of her business anyway."Because I want to know."I covered the phone and told her, "Not a good enough reason," and I turned away and...went on talking to my girlfriend. I talked for a few more minutes, then realized that Morgan was still in my room.I turned to her and she was standing there, smiling, then reached down to the hem of her teeshirt and slowly lifted it up, just slowly, baring first the pretty slit between her legs, then the curly brown hair above, then higher,. She moved around the stage and every man had a dollar they were wantingto slide into her g-string just to get a little closer to her. When shesettled down in front of me I started to reach in to my pocket for a buckwhen Jerry slid one over in front of me. I picked it up and was intendingto slip it between her leg and the side of the g-string. Jasmine satright on the edge of the stage with her feet resting on the sides of thestool I was sitting on. I was right between her toned black legs. Marcy and Jenny had changed places. Jeanna joined us now, kissing and sucking on flat of her stomach, intending no doubt to leave a hickey. Lorrie and I worked at leaving nice hickeys. We kept at our pleasures until she whimpered through another orgasm.We changed places one more time. Jenny and Marcy were at her breasts that now had five distinct hickeys soon to be seven. Lorrie, Jeanna, and Vicky were taking turns on her neck, lips and ears. I stepped between her legs, lifted them high and. It wasn't."I was thoroughly confused."Did you fuck someone or not?" Asking this question made my dick twitch inside of her. She smiled at my reaction."Yes."My confusion and her smile grew together. She enjoyed my reaction and looked at me with sympathy. She looked at me as if I was a cute but stupid boy who did not understand where the babies come from."Yes, I fucked a colleague," she stated in cold blood, "But, no, it doesn't count as cheating."I could only look at her with questioning.