"Donna particularly enjoyed it. By the third repeat, she started giggling as soon as she heard "join".It didn't take long after my arrival for someone...to ask me whether I'd run any marathons. The question surprised me, so I jumped a little. Donna jumped a lot more, but Ava hardly at all. The question was an innocent one, as far as I could tell, so I answered truthfully, "I'm not interested in marathons."The questioner, a guy of middling 'importance' in the club, had seen our reactions though,. “Yeah, I guess. Okay, let’s do this then. Do you mind vacuuming the couch? I’ll pick up the cups and empty bottles.” “Great! Will do! Afterwards, I’ll do the dishes and sweep the floor.” “Thank you so much, I really appreciate it!” There was still some music playing in the background while we started tidying the place up. I glanced over at Ben for a second. Typical army-guy, I think. Average height, great body, shaved head and beautiful blue eyes. Tonight he wore a black t-shirt, kaki cargo. I hold his thighs and started pushing him on my face, sucking him like a crazy bitch…Wilfred made me bend over my waist and he gripped my hips from behind. He slid the tip of his huge thing through my wet slit, making me moan. Then suddenly, he pushed it against my swollen pussy lips and I felt he was tearing me apart with his cock buried in my hungry cunt for blacks…He started pounding me hard, as his friend made me gag with his giant dick in my throat. I was in Heaven, feeling two black cocks. "I'm the one who is supposed to be jacking you off for the video, remember? You agreed to let me do it right this time. And, if I may say so, he looks quite eager for some attention." She fondled his shaft with an expertise that belied her girlish giggle.His smile was conspiratorial. "I would also like to remind you that I'm the client, too, and this..." Two fingers cantered in the sweet spot just beneath her clit. "...is exactly what I want. I sense that you want it, too, and you want it.