”“Constance Raymond,” she said, finding it funny that the waitress was working under an assumed name as well.For a fleeting moment, Constance th...ught she saw the same hesitation on Joan’s face that she had seen earlier, but then it faded and was replaced with a smile as she reached out and accepted Constance’s hand.“So what brings you to our fair town, Constance?” Joan asked as she released her hand. “Other than our fine view of the stars.”“Car trouble,” she replied.“Oh, you’re the lady with. Joe had refused, well to be specific; he had told her he didn't know what they would see. But that whatever it was it would involve men and women having sex. He sent a chill down her spine when he added, "And we'll have a front row seat."Her eyes scanned downward, quickly flicked past the flat, hard belly to the dark, thick pubic hair that covered her cunt. It lay in a mat and she idly ran her fingers through it to pull it out to its fullest. It was as thick as the hair on her head and when she. I almost couldn’t bear to hear this part. It had been a long time since he had licked my pussy, probably since the last time I had sucked his cock. I had enjoyed the orgasms he could produce with just his tongue, but I never swallowed his cum. I thought of blowjobs as foreplay, and once he came, I thought he was useless for the rest of the night. Kyra was teaching me a lesson about carrots. Kyra said that he was clearly very dedicated to pleasing a woman orally, and that Benedict was not half. I looked them both straight in the eyes, smiled naughtily, lifted my right hand pointing with my index finger for both of them to follow me to my place, then I turned around as of a sudden and started walking towards my room feeling so happy that I had made up my mind that I wanted them both.When I was around the corner to enter the building, I stopped and slowly turned around to see if they got the message, my heart started beating faster to discover they were only a couple of yards behind me,.