I put my hand on her shoulders to steady myself has she lowered my trousers to my ankles. Gently she pushed me back onto the settee and removed my sho...s and pulled my trousers off, standing up she pulled me back up and holding my hand, placed it inside her clothing on to her breast.I pinched her nipple and rolled it between my finger and thumb, looking over at Pete I saw he’d got his cock out and was stroking it up and down which was all the encouragement I needed to slide the silk material off. We take turns in...sucking him off and...I'm the...only one who...likes the taste of his...spunk"! Lou growled, her face close to Lisa's, "Go on"? "...w...well...as I am sucking his...sucking him off...I let the other women slide their digits into my...erm...cunt! And...and...they let me do the same...to them...and I love it...oh God...I love it...I know how to stimulate their clitoris, see? Oh...my...and the taste...on my fingers afterwards..." Lou' chuckled, "Just call it the 'clit', eh?. I was totally surprised, and before I could bring my hands up to cover myself he was at them with his rough tongue. The action threw me off balance slightly so I must have lifted myself of my heals and moved my knees apart to stabilize myself. That's when I was nudged from behind and I was pushed forward onto my hands and knees. I wasn't giggling any more, but I wasn't given a chance to think about it because the Dane went after my pussy with his tongue from underneath me. Thank heaven that my. She offered me five cents a minute to talk with her. Might not seem much, but hell, twenty minutes is a buck. The homeless shelter people expect me to answer questions for free. Remember how I said I sometimes go to a lot of effort to do nothing? Well this was no exception. I went ahead and dreamt up a convoluted sob story that kind of made my brain tired. Turned out all she wanted was my true feelings about my situation.She took me home for a real meal. She had a car, but ordered an Uber.