Jill humped her leg. They kissed, hotly, wetly, and sweetly.I lay a little away from Jill. Vanessa gracefully dropped between us, and fondled us both....Molly Anne was on the far side, with Rachel between her and Joyce.I remembered, and I'm sure that Vanessa did as well, the first part of our second-to-most-recent threesome. That part was wonderful, but the latter part needed work that we'd keep in mind.Jill remembered too. In that session, she had gotten on top of Vanessa, rubbing thighs and. There was something about her that seemed to melt eventhe slightest hint of resistance within him. It was almost as if givingup control was a release for him - it took away the personalresponsibility and so in a way it was strangely liberating. Ultimatelythere was nothing wrong in these changes anyway - was there?Step 3Two days later and David received a phone call from Deborah."Can you pop round this evening I need your help with something. Around8pm?" Of course, I'll be there," he replied.On. It was that day that I really became Dan's cock-sucking slave.Right then, he stripped off his shorts stood on his desk and said, "come over here and suck this big cock you little bitch--show me how much you love it."Enjoying this new addition to our repertoire, I walked up and stood with my legs slightly spread. Then I sucked that cock like a whore. I got it soaking wet and jerked and sucked it so nasty. I was not surprised when he came in less than 4 minutes. As he liked to add more. "What the fuck Kevin!" Well I can't sleep in jeans. Plus they are wet. Your couch cushions are soaked."I angrily walked to the living room, eager to call his bull shit but surely enough the couch was soaked. "You can sleep in my bed," I told him, "but no funny business. I mean it."He climbed into my bed on the left side and I slid into my familiar spot on the right. I laid down on my left side, tired and drunk from the night, the clock numbers of 11:52 being the last thing I saw before.