They were regulars and proceeded to tell us about the club. You never know, they told us, what will happen. It might be a risqué skit, it might be on... act of Shakespeare's Falstaff, or a sex show, or a quartet of artists unentertaining with their creations. But the events were always interesting and in good taste.Our chairs, love seats, divans, were at the back wall. But since the establishment was relatively small one still felt connected with whatever happened on the small stage. There was. Mindy kissed Kelly's upper thighs. She nipped playfully at her newlycreated vaginal lips. She pressed her mouth down and hummed knowing thatit was going straight to the nerve endings in Brian's little cock. Sheknew she had it right, when Kelly moaned and writhed under her touch."Oh My God, Oh My God." Kelly was feeling waves of pleasure movingthrough her entire body. "Mindy, oh my god, Mindy."Mindy continued to kiss, bite, and lick. She knew that Kelly was close toan orgasm. She watched. He had told me in the email that he had cum earlier that morning so it might take him a while but I was welcome to go over and blow him that afternoon. His cock was a nice size just bigger than average and just looked really good in the pic he sent. It looked very good now as well.My lips could feel the texture of his shaft as they slipped along it. I could feel that he was alive right under the skin as if it had a life of its own. He may not have been talking to me but his cock sure was. The. One of his hands started to slide up her thigh so she quickly pulled her jean skirt up to her waist. Trevor smiled between kisses when his hand cupped her mound and found no panties. He ran fingers between the wet lips, soaked not just from the water pouring down from the sky. She in turn lowered her hands to his waist, undoing his belt and fly, letting his pants drop as she fished his cock out of the boxer shorts. She groaned again as she stroked the seven and a half inches, knowing that.