We sucked and fucked for hours, finally falling asleep around dawn. The next day was great we all just hung out and drank a little and enjoyed a peace...and quiet we didn't usually get. Sitting at the table having dinner, Theresa mentioned hearing us getting it on and coming out of her room to watch. Both Gracie and I didn't say a word as she explained that her boyfriend never ate her pussy and she always wondered what it was like. She told us she loved to fuck and would love to know what pussy. I desperately wanted to feel the heat of her mouth.Finally, she leaned forward. She slipped her fingers under my shaft and lifted it as she ran her tongue over the length of me. I gasped and squirmed as she brushed her lips over the sensitive tip. She saw the smear of precum and smiled before swirling her tongue around my opening, tasting me.I was ready to cum. I stared hungrily at her, willing her to take me into her mouth. I imagined the surprised but pleased sound she would make when my cock. She had neither the rapport or the authority withhim that Madame enjoyed and her own dealings with him were hit and missmuch of the time. He pleased himself as to what he did as far as she wasconcerned, and because his favourite excuse for not having done somethingwas that he hadn't understood what she'd said in the first place, shetried to cover that loophole. "Do you understand?" she asked."Yus." the doorman replied in his usual zombie cadence, as if he were intraining for a monosyllabicity. Please read the first part to refresh your memories.We both knew I had messed up.Ria stood still holding the door frame as if she was about to collapse. I opened my mouth to defend myself but no words came out. Then she slowly collected her senses and asked if it was her panty. I nodded a yes still frozen and sweating in shame. My one hand covering my erect penis and the other holding her panty. She composed herself and asked me how long was this going on? I retorted for the first time breaking.