I reached for her hair as I did for Nick’s and began to rock a little into her open mouth, until she grabbed my wrists and pulled back."Not so fast,...singer boy. It’s a delicious cock, but you’re not getting off that easily."The double entendre in that statement made me laugh quietly, until she intently shoved my hard-on roughly back into my jeans and zipped me up, which caused a little moan and a catch breath.Mollie stood, stepped back and glanced at Nick. “Since you didn’t invite me to join or. So many choices, but I think I'll get straight to it. Joe, you will let us remove your Speedo with our mouths!" What? Already? I'm not sure I'm ready to see Joe naked ... well, at least it's not me and I get to help him strip."Since we'd all removed shoes and socks before the game, Joe only had two scraps on. He stood between them again and they plotted how to get his shorts off with just mouths. They seemed to be a little distracted by his tented Speedo. Both girls started with an ear against. Pretty Flo's mouth was real primo and any red-blooded male would have promised her the Brooklyn Bridge to keep her busy down below. Now that she was married to that prick Angelo Scarpella and living in Miami, she acted like she was the "Success Story" of the Grand Concourse. He was glad he hadn't given her the salami between her legs or she probably would have claimed one of her brats belonged to him. He already had enough troubles with the Conti's next door without any rug rats down in. Cindy turned and walked into the adjoining room and I followed her.As we walked I admired the way her beautiful buttocks moved underneath her tightly fitted gown. There seem to be a snake inside that dress struggling to be released. I fully intended to do that at the earliest opportunity.“Do you like to dance?” I said I did on my questionnaire.” Cindy said she turned and opened her arms in an invitation.I just then noticed the music softly playing in the background. I took her in my arms, her.