I guess she just didn’t want me to give up on my suckling.“Now Jan, slip out of your pants. Slowly.”She stepped out of her sneakers, popped the ...utton on her pants and slowly lowered the zipper. She had chosen the perfect white lace panties. They were cut high on the thigh and wrapped around the waste with just a thin band of elastic. The lace pattern was a series of small roses that reminded me perfectly of the way she smelled.She slid her pants over her hips and then turned and bent over as. Shadows put on some music and then sat down on the couch with Mr. Johnson. I moved to the center of the room and started to dance. I moved my hips to the left and then the right. I put my hands over my head and gyrated my hips. Both men were licking their lips. I then slowly removed my top and put it on the chair. My breasts were now in their view. I squeezed them together and licked at my nipples while they watched me. “Take your skirt off, Miss Wilson. It’s time to play with your pussy.” I. Just don’t change what you’re doing. Please fuck me with your fingers. Please fuck me harder, and faster, suck me, suck me, suck me!”Jack leans in to get a closer view and is amazed at Diane’s skill at eating pussy. I call time a third time. Diane stops and looks at me with pleading eyes. Eyes that beg to continue.“I’m sorry Diane, but time out means time out,” I argue.“Fuck her, fuck her faster, chew on her clit, Diane make her cum, eat her!” Jack defiantly encourages, as he watches the two. She was indeed in discomfort and I knew that both his friends enjoyed rough sex. So I asked the next guy to deal. He dealt and we started to play again. But as her weep and voices mixed with discomfort was coming out, Tarun was having tough time to concentrate. I didn’t do anything and he lost automatically this time along with me. He was so tensed now, if I would have said anything I was sure he would have wept. This guy means his second friend too dragged his clothes out and was impatiently.