“Are you sure? You look like a decent fellow to me,” the older man looked at him, a bit upset.“It is for the best,” Dion cast his eyes down.�...All right,” the foreman sighed. “But I tell you this. You go straight to Venusville, or any other club. You decide you hate it, you come back. I’m not closing your file. Just this one time. If you come back, you stay here, no more wandering about. Have you talked to John about this?”Dion shook his head. “We don’t get along that well. And I won’t come. It made him sick, but hechoked off his gag reflex, among other things, andstarted working the underside with his tongue. Just when he was starting to get a good rhythm going,a bell went off totaling breaking his concentration.He looked over to Sue, where Vince was being escortedout, having cum too soon, and Sue was busily slurpingdown Miguel’s cock. Freddy turned back to his task butwas interrupted again by the buzzer announcing thefive minute mark. Time was no longer a factor for Sueand. None of the regulars were in the room, and it was getting late.Still, Terry had hope. One of the cappers he traded with had informed himthat this chick had shown bra on at least one occasion. And if she'dshowed bra once, who knew what else had gone on that nobody was talkingabout.It was a hot, sweaty Friday night, and Terry was irritable, sittingshirtless in his small room with a fan on full blast. He wasn't in themood to sit patiently and wait for something to happen, so he decided totry his. Millie dove into Julie's sex, licking her down there, her arms encircling both thighs.Julie's head trashed from time to time. "Fuck, Millie... Not so slow.Hurry! I can't stand this anymore."In spite of Julie's complaining, Millie took her time. She kept licking Julie's folds without coming closer to Julie's clit."Fuck, Millie... Fuck me!!!! What are you waiting for?" Julie tried to pull Millie's head toward her clit but her friend wouldn't listen to her. "Come on, MILLIE. PLEASE!!!!" Julie's.