Ryan had sidestepped and was having Chantelle appreciate my juices once again, this time tasting me off his shaft. Kevin was behind Chantelle and rubb...ng himself against her before penetrating her easily, following her recent release.This now put Bill in my mouth once again; I now had a second tasting of Chantelle, off Bill's throbbing solid meat. I remember thinking that if the boys continued this anti-clockwise rotation and I kept getting cock after cock in my mouth, and continued to get. She simply turned on her back and had her head under my balls. She started licking my balls, perineum and anus with the tip of her tongue while rubbing my sweet spot. That was doing the trick for me. I felt the build up slowly but surely. She kept licking me and rubbing and I knew I was going to explode right there. But then the commercial was over and she scooted down a bit, stopped her licking and just slightly rubbed my sweet spot. I groaned. She just chuckled “Are you that frustrated? Go. My heart sinks as you pull away from me. It's always too short. You search the hallway and then quickly grab my hand and begin to lead me away. It's hard for me to keep up as my legs are still jello from the excitement. A door is thrust open and you toss me inside a private bathroom. I'm braced against the sink with my g-string at my ankles before the door is even locked. I find your eyes in the mirror as you make your way behind me, undoing your pants to free your beautiful thick cock. You. If there are any problems, complaints or if you would like to see something added that isn’t here … please, by all means, speak up. You have access to everything here.’ ‘Everything?’ Trish giggled, looking at my crotch. ‘Whatever is here, is for your use,’ I responded, not letting on that I meant that answer with the same double meaning that Trish had used in her question. Many of the girls giggled, though, easily picking up the hidden meaning. I wanted to come across as serious, yet.