.I can't, baby...I just can't!" But you promised! You said you wanted to, please do it!" That was before, I..I always want to before but after I...I j...st can't..."I looked down between my spread thighs, feeling foolish. I was begging my husband to eat my pussy after he'd just fucked me, something we'd both expressed interest in having happen in many a spoken fantasy, but which – again – he was chickening out of once he'd screwed me and left me full of cum.I can't say that I blame him, most guys. He wants to know if he can join us tomorrow night?”I looked back to Chase and saw that he was more then half hard again and slowly stroking himself while staring at my crotch. It had been years since I was able to re-tool quickly after cumming, but the sight of this young stud playing with his massive cock while staring at me got my cock swelling in reply.Just then, my phone went off with a reply from Steve. “OMG! Hell yes, I want to meet your new friend! Wish I was there right now.”“Steve. That's the God's honest truth." Wow," Alina breathed, relieved beyond all measure. It's not me! she thought. It's the Pill!"Yep," Heather smiled. "You're still a good girl, trust me. You're not a slut or anything."Alina's smile faded a bit. "Then ... why do you always call me that?" A slut? Well, the guys like that for some reason," Heather explained. "Remember, when I'm around I'm trying to get them to cum inside you so they'll count. So you can win the Game. I'm on your side, Alina, I. The men kissed the other man’s lady in what looked like a foursome being played out in front of me. The ladies’ breasts were heaving with anticipation and the men couldn’t take their eyes off them. The ladies switched chairs and now it was becoming intensely sensual, hands rubbing backs and working their way down; fingers running through the other’s hair – their drinks being forgotten. My fingers were rubbing the top of the glass and I found that I was licking my fingers tasting the fine nectar.