I like watching too. But don’t pull on me too hard. I don’t want to cum before I feel your tongue on my cock. That is, if you want to.” I was a ...it breathless, but I said, “I think I do, Charles.” Caty was rubbing her face against Jason’s cock, which was smaller than Charles’, but plenty big and nicely thick. From the look on Jason’s face, I didn’t think this would take long. I could practically see the blood pounding in his cock. I watched Caty expertly make love to my husband’s member and I. Let me see it. Come on". I walked up to him and his face is eye level to my pant's zipper. I unbuckled my jeans and pulled down the zipper. With my right hand tumb I pulled the waistband of my jockey's down, allowing my penis and sack to fall out. I kept my right hand thumb hold the waistband of my underwear under my ball; sack so it would not go back up and "slap" the back side of my ball sack causing pain. Mean while, my left hand I placed over my back left pocket of my jeans. I had read how. Who was the person who decided he wouldn’t cum until I came three times?”“Guilty as charged,” Jack laughed, “but I’m guessing it was worth it for you too.”“Ummm, yeah,” I said with a wicked smile. “I’ve never had an orgasm like that last one. I didn’t think I was going to ever stop cumming. It felt like I shot for an hour.”“Well, I’m glad I could give you the best sex of your life,” Jack said with a wink.“I don’t know about that …” I tried to joke.“Oh really,” said Jack, “where is that little. When hetalked to a client, they often questioned if they were talking to Greg atall. And he assured them that they were, even though they could not seethat he was dressed as Cheryl while talking to them. Cheryl no longerfound it necessary to seek new clients, and except for Paul's Salon, theclients all brought their work to his office. Most of the time theymerely dropped the stuff in the door slot and never saw Cheryl.Thursday was the first full day of Cheryl's employment at the Club.Cheryl.