By now I was struggling to keep my semi hard on under control and I was sure she was enjoying my discomfort. Then Paul said he felt unwell and excused...himself. I got up to leave but he said No, dont leave yet, Jane is just starting to enjoy herself and I probably just need a rest and Ill join you both later if I feel better. As Paul left us, Jane poured us both a brandy from the bottle Id brought and came over and sat on the couch, draped her arm across the back, and began to stroke my hair. . “That pussy is so delicious. I love eating your pussy,” Roxie says in between kisses. “And I love having you eat my pussy.” “But fisting you was even better. Sweet revenge,” Roxie says with a smug attitude. “Fisting is my new favorite fuck.” “Fisting or getting fisted?” Roxie thinks it over while kissing and rubbing on Venezia. “Both,” they both say at the time while giggle before continuing to kiss and rub each other. I can see them rubbing their swollen pussies together and wish I was. She was seventeen and not allowed to be a member. Parents and children could not be in the club together, even married ones. We draw names out of a hat, and you had to fuck with them. She would have had to do it with her own father if she had been drawn out.“That is not allowed?” I asked.“We do have rules. Bill picked her up one night on her way home from the station. It was raining, and she was soaking wet. He suggested she take her wet clothes off. Her family were also nudists, so she didn’t. But she did at least twice as well as Tracey, and not just because she had more customers. Often her clients were so grateful to meet someone as genuinely beautiful as her as to give many times more than was absolutely necessary for the services she provided.And the mechanics of prostitution was so very different here in Gomorrah to what happened back home. Although of course for Buttercup there had been no equivalent to prostitution in her life in Buggery, and she had nothing to compare it to..