" she said."Oh, hell no. This is part of the fun." So I spread her lips and slid a finger down over her clit into her vagina. She was very wet. I curl...d up to stroke her g-spot. There was no hurry, she seemed to like it. A lot. I didn't want to make her cum, yet, so I gently forced the sponge between her lips, down into her channel against her cervix. I still wasn't in a hurry. My trip back out spent just as much time on Miss Molly's g-spot as before.She looked up at me with eyes glazed over in. "Get the fuck up bitch," the man demanded and extended his hand. Leslie lay there staring at him. Reaching down, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet in one motion. He immediately bent her arms back and forced her to her knees. Becky watched from across the room as the man quickly unzipped his fly and pulled his penis from his pants."Put it in your mouth bitch," he demanded as he slapped Leslie on the cheek with it. "Open your fuckin' mouth."Leslie had jerked a guy off once in the. Can I blame the bastard for that? Yeah, I sure can."I was so consumed with beating him and getting revenge that there wasn't room for much more emotion, I guess." And Cy and the women have broken through that?" Julia probed."Go ahead and send the bill, Doc," Caz quipped. "I only met Rachel face to face that once, and she certainly wasn't at her best. But I have watched her many, many times, and I believe I know everything about her. She just has a, what, a naivete, an innocence that seems. The host said: "Well, some of these guys have got to get to work, so, if it's okay with you" (he was addressing Mason) "I think we'll get this session going."Mason agreed. He also handed the $100 over to the host, as had been agreed to prior to getting there."Thanks a bunch!" He replied, and stuffed the bills into his pocket.As that occurred, the other guys had gotten their cocks out of their jeans and slacks, and had gathered around a small table, like a night stand. On it, was a white linen.