“He must be eleven-inches,” Sarah whispered loud enough for some of those watching to hear and respond in kind. Previously Sarah and I have often ...njoyed and been turned on watching one man blowing another hung man. Wonderful foreplay for both of us. Never two men blowing another hung man as we watched in awe as Jacque soaked up the sexual pleasure as two men alternated licking and sucking his balls and huge thick cock. That was before Jacque sat on a chair with one man kneeling between his. “Like what?” she asked, feeling panic rise in her belly.Sensing he was making her uncomfortable, he switched gears. “Well, for instance, there’s nothing in that report about what your favorite flavor ice cream is or whether you prefer Coke or Pepsi.”She took a deep breath. “Oh, well, that’s easy enough to fix. I love cookies and cream ice cream, but chocolate chip mint is a close second. Unless the ice cream parlor carries birthday cake ice cream, then that sometimes even wins out as number. And when she wakes upand makes up her ‘mi-i-ind’.“When she heard me add those, ‘Oh-ohs‘ and the echoed words later on in our impromptu performance, Lynette simply shook her head in amazement as the richness of the song popped out. As we finished playing and singing Uptown Girl, we saw Mr. Ballows rocking from side to side and tapping his leg with his conductor’s baton.“Dang, Lynette, Mike!” Sammy called out as Lynette stood up beside me and gave me a big hug. Sam then said, “Even though you two. Suzy saw my distended lips and gasped out loud. I laughed and told her, "Suzy, my pussy is a monument to worship. Soon, you'll crave my taste and smell, but for now, I need to see what type of cunt-muncher I'm dealing with." I laid back on the bed, spread my legs, and craned my neck up to look her in the eye. "So get to work or I'm going to make your life hell." In less than five seconds her mouth dove in to my drenched, loose pussy. In about five minutes, I had wrapped my arms so tightly.