I kneeled down and got to work on her pussy. With her legs spread like that, her pussy lips parted, opening up for me. I could see how wet she was a...ready. I dove in with my tongue, straight to her inner lips, pushing my tongue into her hole, getting as much of that sweet pussy juice as I could. She started moaning, her lips engorged, and more wetness flowed, covering my chin. I lapped it all up, and starting making my way up to her clit. Hers was larger than Susan’s, sticking out. The stacked redhead had a domineering presence. Her luminescent green eyes seemed to drink in her soul and Natalie would have been hard pressed to find a single flaw on her body. Heather's grace also added to her already impossible beauty. Just the simple act of stepping into the tub was done with a ballerina's poise and Natalie watched with ever growing lust the subtle outlines of her leg muscles. When Heather squatted down to turn on the faucet and set the temperature, even her hands seemed. Because djou are a man who will take the gift that we give to djou and will not spit it back in our faces! Djou are a flame that we can fly to and djou will not burn our wings!" But I don't have to treat you like a slave or a slut to enjoy having sex with you!" Djou talk a lot about the way djou are built but do djou ever stop to think how we are built?" I don't understand" La Senoritas Samantha and Jane and la puta Maria are built to feel good when we are djused like the slave. But there is. There was a small changing room just inside the main door if we wanted to slip into something more comfortable.When we arrived there were about 3 or 4 other couples in there. It was a couples only night with single guys only allowed in at the clubs discretion. We went up to the bar and ordered some drinks and sat chatting.A girl was giving a guy a blow job or a wank on a bed in the corner but we couldn't see a lot. They finished and then came and sat at the opposite side of the bar.A few more.