I carried her over to the desk and sat her upright on the edge as I’d done the previous time, standing between her open thighs with her feet propped...on the chairs to either side. With my middle finger deep inside her, and stroking to the beat of her breathless gasps, I bent down to lick and suck her nipples again, lightly tonguing the soft swells and nibbling the tips to firm points.She felt so warm and snug over my finger. It broke my heart to have to stretch her, but my cock was three times. He could've came right then if she had asked him to. He moved up to her, she was still laying on her back. He worked the tip of his cock up and down the slit of her pussy, over and over again. Then he reached the whole and slowly started pushing it into her pussy. He got the head of his cock in, then pulled it out of her pussy and put it in again, a bit quicker, using her left over cum and his spit as lubrication. Soon he had half of his cock in her pussy. He pulled out a bit and then thrust. My hands went to caress her ass and I confirmed what I hoped for. She was not wearing any undies. I broke the kiss and raised her mini dress. Then I sat her on the bed and spread her legs. I knelt down and got between them. Gently kissing the inside of her thighs, I could see her pussy was moist."Dinner can be late," I told her.She didn't say anything. She laid back on her back, and I began slowly eating that perfect pussy of hers. She tasted so sweet I didn't want to stop, I just kept eating. Dave opened some double doors and I realised this was far from old fashioned. On a small stage, lingerie clad girls danced to an audience of men sitting at low lit tables sipping drinks. Occasionally a girl would leave the stage and would leave with one of the men through a side door and a new girl replaced her. Dave ordered us both a drink and asked what I thought. I said I was a bit shocked and asked did Tracey know about this. He surprised me more by telling me she came on the Sunday ladies'.