She began to grind her clit against my pubic bone, while driving my cock against her g-spot.“Lynn! Blossom! Suck on my tits. Hurry!”Blossom jumped...out of bed and came to our side and knelt to take Erin’s famous left nipple into her mouth and latch on. Lynn sat up on the bed and latched on to Erin’s right nipple. The two women were sucking for all they were worth. I was pumping up into Erin with as much force as I could when Erin stiffened and looked down at me.“Slowly lover. Slowly.”Looking up. Almost like all hope was gone and everything was about to go to hell in a hand basket. Then it sort of trailed off and faded out until the very last note was gone."Jesus Fuckin' H Christ, Homer, what in hell was you doin' there? You made my brain itch." I all but yelled at him. "What in hell kind of music was that? You ain't goin' to try to play that on stage, are you?" I mean we was (and still are) a country western trio of some great renown, with a following of devoted fans from coast to. As she wiped herself she couldn't believe that she had even let him cum inside her, when she knew she was probably ovulating right then, or that she knew she wanted him to do it again and again, all night.She stayed in the stall for a few minutes, trying to take it all in, to comprehend. Trying to decide what she should do, as she began to face the realization that she could not stop herself from going straight back to him for more. Eventually she gathered the courage to go back out and see her. " Stated Marcus. Of course, Jake could ask nothing. In disgust he tried to leave the table."Wait, Jake," I asked him, and turned to the table. "Could we possibly introduce a choice into this game, like we had before about either stripping or taking a dare, where the winner can remove one change instead of doing something to someone else?" There were a few seconds of silence, and then the begrudging nods began. "Okay, as Jake obviously doesn't want to do anything to Marcus, he must want.