I can feel her pressing her pussy harder on to my cock. “Put that fat cock in my pussy”. I feel her lifting herself up a little bit and then slowl... drop herself back on my cock. I can feel it going in. I try to scream, but the one on my face pushes her ass harder on to my mouth. I hear her say “Stick your tongue out more, I want it deeper in my ass. I love how you lick my ass while I lick her ass”. You crazy bitch, but I do it. I stick my tongue deeper in her asshole. The one who’s riding my. What if I made things awkward? Would we still be able to work on the project together? Would she stop wanting to meet?I kept thinking about it when I was with her."What's wrong, you've been very quiet" she said "am I not being a good project partner?" No of course not," I said quickly. "It's that well ... I ... um...err... I've..."."Spit it out, why are you being weird?" she said smiling.Without saying anything I held her hand. I looked up at her. I said "well I was wondering, ... if..."She was. "Why don't we go and have a doner kebab at Caroline Street?" Why don't you just keep quiet and save your energy for satisfying both of us?"Hmmm. So Julie was in on this as well!I suppose that we hadn't had a threesome for well over a fortnight, so I should have expected something like this to happen.While Vee set the fan heater going in her room to take the chill off the air, Julie made a pot of tea, and I moved our quilt into Vee's room.Vee was keen to first watch, and then actively. I wanted to contact him so bad so a couple of months afterour match I called him up and demanded a rematch. At first he hesitated becausehe knew the pain he went thru himself but then he agreed. We had one month totrain and get prepared,then we would set therules,time and place. We cursed eachother out over the phone. This fight comingup was gonna be the nastiest fight ever. You can't train for dirty tactics,that just comes naturally,but I was gonna train and preparemy body like never before..