Yet, there was one cock in her mouth which she was lovingly kissing and pumping with her mouth, another in her fist which she was rewarding with strok...s and a third which she was consoling by caresses with the sole of her foot.All three cocks were just being petted, caressed and fondled. None was a complete fuck. At least, not yet. Neither of three men was bold enough to react on their own to add to the chemistry. And that is because men don’t open out to each other or in front of other men. “I don’t know how,” she said, playing for time but sinking in the quicksand of helpless lust.“It’s the easiest thing in the world,” I said.“It’s also the rudest,” she replied. “If you hadn’t got me drunk we wouldn’t be in this situation.”“And you would never know how it felt to have a man’s tongue up your arse. You would never…”“Shut up for God’s sake,” she said. “Now lie on your back with your legs in the air.”“I don’t like that position,” I objected.“Well tough,” she said. “Because that’s. Yeah, I'll come. Just keep your finger there." Poor baby. So close already."I continued playing with her clit, gently circling the nub with my fingertip, then retreating to gather the juice which was steadily leaking from her wet pussy. When she started to moan and hump her hips against the air, I knew she was close. I pinched her clit between two fingers, exerting just a little too much pressure, and rolled her clit back and forth."Oh God! Oh God! I... I... coming..." Her words turned into a. “Never mind. But yes, I hear your point. So if you agree – and if Arathea is willing,” he looked at her and she beamed at him; I got the impression she’d smile if he told her they were going to live in a tent in a swamp, “then we would do just that. Go with you to your Keep and ... observe.”I nodded. Larus’ personality had pulled a complete switch since we’d found Arathea. He was still imperious at times and ridiculously formal, but he was largely polite and even almost friendly, with a dry wit.