I could sense she was enjoying herself, but I couldn’t make out what she was doing. Unfortunately for me, she was deep in the bath, I couldn’t see...her nakedness. So I stayed there watching for what seemed like a few seconds, but I am sure it was less than a second. I finally replaced my cock in my pants and tried to ‘man-Gina’ my cock, as a means to hide my erection. (The initial erection had nothing to do with her, but I had to hide it) It wasn’t fully out when I tried to wee, but the full. Meantime, have a drink, enjoy yourself. Oh, and help yourself to the staff here, they’re all communal property. ‘Cept the big guy out front, of course, he’s got a job to do.’ With that, Darryl drained his beer, touched the brim of his hat in salute, and wandered toward the entrance, nodding to a couple of the other members as he passed. Michael found a secluded corner and sat down. This was going quite well. Better than he’d feared, certainly. With a quick mental command he had a petite redhead. What if I left a mark.“Are you feeling more sensible now?” I said in the most condescending tone I could.“Arsehole.”“You want fingers in there too, do you?”I resumed my exploration of her pussy. It was wetter than a haddock’s handbag. There was a round coffee table in the room. I stood her up straight, still with my fingers in her hair and slapped her face. Not hard enough to bruise or cause serious pain, just enough to let her know I was in charge. I changed my grip and took hold of her. "Oh god, oh god," Jen moaned, her body writhing from Vic's touch.Suddenly, Vic got on his knees. He unzipped Jen's skirt and pulled it down her stockinged legs. In the same motion he pulled down her panties. He paused a moment to admire her neatly trimmed bush, and then he started licking her pussy. Jen couldn't believe what was happening. Not 10 minutes ago she was making small talk in her neighbor's living room. Now she was in the spare bedroom with her skirt around her ankles, her pussy.