She un-cuffed me and we got dressed and went for something to drink. After my experience, I needed something strong. I drank whiskey."How could you do...that to me?" I asked. "You know I'm straight." You loved every bit of it," she said. "Are you sure your not a little Bi?" she teased. "Do you still remember some of the things you said?" That's not fair," I said. "You had me way horned up." That's when I noticed that Jane was wearing blue jeans and a big belt buckle."That was you, wasn't it?" I. She did not want the old man to cum as yet. She then said in Hindi I want you to lick my cunt, smell my pussy and out your tongue deep inside my hole.She then sat on the couch it was a low one for customers to sit perfect height for the next act, She removed her petticoat and sat down. She was now only her open blouse. She sat down and spread her legs. I could smell her pussy from where I was standing and man it was erotic. She told the old man to bend down and sniff her pussy. Soongho meri. The other one simply nodded his head. I did a full turn and ran my hands over my ass again thanking them as I walked away. I knew their eyes were on my ass as I walked. My skin tingled as I felt their eyes on me. I added an extra swing to my hips as I walked. Back in the dressing room I slid the jeans down my hips and gently rubbed my hand over my pussy. I was wet just from thinking of them. I slid the jeans all the way off and was standing in my wet panties and the shirt. I took the shirt off. This was perfect. Her winking brown-hole presented its self to me. I wasted no time fulfilling a long held fantasy and sunk my hard aching cock into Q’s ass. She squealed but never missed a stoke sliding up and down on Sam’s black pole. We three quickly reestablished a rhythm. Q was starting to go catatonic. Both hands now massaged her nipples. She started to shake from her legs, up through her hips and finally her whole body. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Her entire.