One caught my attention immediately. They were a married couple in town on some vacation or conference or something. She was 36 and he was 48. They we...e looking for a bi-sexual female for them both to play with. They had included body pictures in their ad, no faces. They appeared to be in decent shape, certainly not beach models, but attractive in your every day couple sort of way. His cock appeared quite large, and the ad claimed it was 8 inches. However I have learned that real life inches. I opened my legs so he could see under my dress. I could feel my pussy, tingling and damp as he looked at my sex. I squeezed my left tit for him, tweaking my bullet-like nipple. I closed my legs and saw the disappointment flash over his face. I looked down at his cock, now fully hard and straining against his trousers. He caught my drift and started to stroke it for me. God, he looked good, standing tall with his big cock visible if anyone cared to look and all because of me. It felt good to be. “Not sure Jacky boy,” I replied as fished through my pocket for my wallet “you’ll have to ask her yourself, and say Hi to your dad for me when you do.” His booming laugh drowned out the chorus of ‘livin’ on a prayer’ for a few seconds and earning a few quizzical looks from the other patrons before he took my order.“Ice?” he asked as he prepared the double vodka and coke, nodding towards the glass. “Nope, I don’t trust Ice.” I answered, leaning forward onto the bar. Jack stopped pouring and. But before I had a chance to get a chassis altering experience, I thinking this was my DP moment, it took a wickedly grubby turn. One arsehole was licking out my pussy on his knees and the other cunt was licking out my arse crack on his knees. Talk about girl empowerment, my body the centre of the workshop. Talk about deluxe detailing. The tall guy had my arse, the actual grubbier prick, though his overalls were cleaner. The swarthy guy was licking me out like my pussy was Teflon. So tacky.