" Emily stood and bent herself over the arm of the chair so she could attack his cock from the side. Heather remained between his legs and focused her...attention at the base of his cock, even letting her tongue play with his balls. If Gregg thought one mouth on his cock was pleasurable, he was blown away by two.Emily licked down the shaft while Heather licked up, their tongues touching around the underside of his cock. Moving up toward the tip, both licked around the top, occasionally abandoning. They were a raggedy assed bunch. All of them wore loincloths, of their own manufacture, no doubt. I didn't see a bit of food anywhere and the only other thing they seemed to own was a kind of rope that was made of vines."Were you gonna tie me up with that rope?" I asked."Yes sir," one of them said before the oldest one could tell him to shut up."Shut up yourself kid. You'd better forget about any resistance right now. I just got here yesterday but even I know I can kill you and nobody else will. She became very enthusiastic with our strap-on sex and looked forward to it, but I think that was because I enjoyed it so much.We had our strap-on nights on Thursdays and Jean would come over and we would get stoned on weed and drink some wine, usually a blush like white zinfandel and sometimes a red wine. One thing I liked as a warm-up was Jean would lie on top of me and grind her pubic mound with her trimmed pubic hair in between my butt cheeks just like she was screwing me in the butt. I. She moaned. Using the tip of my middle finger, I began to toy with her erect clitty, circling, rubbing, and re-circling from the other direction. Her breath became halted, and I began to maneuver her toward a sitting position on the blanket, intent to eat her like she’d never experienced before. She stopped me, going instead to her knees. “I want to go first this time,” she purred, licking her lips in a delicious show of desire. What fool would argue with that?Jacqui placed her hand on my hips.