One of the other men came over and pulled open my top then began sucking my other breast and nipple. One of them then reached down and began rubbing m... clit.While all this was going on Peter was carrying on a conversation with my husband. I focused my attention on his words as much as I could, but the feelings running through my body were taking my mind away every now and then.Peter said, "Oh sure, I would like that too, Say Bill I just wanted to check with you again to see if it was alright. After a moment or two, Jane, raised her eyes and peeked through her downcast brows at her mistress,"You traitorous whore!" Samantha hissed and aimed a blow at Jane that would have taken her head off had I not caught her wrist in my hand"Now wait a minute!", I protested. "You said ... UMPHHH!" My sentence was cut short because Samantha's knee came up between my legs seeing to it that I would remain speechless for the next several minutes. The last thing I heard before the door slammed was. Nolan Ryan was one of the best fastball pitchers of his day. His heater was called the Ryan Express." And Roy Orbison had a good fastball?" Meredith asked. The table laughed at the question, further pissing Meredith off."Roy Orbison had a song called 'Blue Bayou, '" Al clarified."So?" Meredith asked."Say it out loud slowly," Brock urged."Blue Bayou," Meredith repeated. "Blue Bayou. Oh, shit. That's stupid." That's what I said when they told it to me," Zack agreed. "I didn't even know who Roy. But she was just teasing me. "It's better if you turn your back. You're not ready for it anyway."I groaned, "Please take them off and let me watch you shower, s*s. You don't know how ready I am." "No, you can't watch! Now turn your back, and no peeking or PLAYING WITH YOURSELF."I frowned and did as instructed. I heard the shower door open and close. In my current condition, I couldn't help but squeeze myself, but I didn't play with myself. I dribbled pre-cum all over myself, but I didn't jerk..