I guess I figured she’d be with you. And Eddie was okay with it. At least I thought he was. Jacques definitely enjoyed it.”“Jacques is shallower...and more physically rather than emotionally focused than the other version of me,” Joe said.“He’s a guitarist. What do you expect?”“And you definitely prefer him over Trevor.”“Because I get to share. But Jacques isn’t as shallow as he appears.”“Isn’t he?”“He likes to fuck. And he likes variety. Just like every other man. But when it’s just him and. I let the cock slide between my lips until it hit the back of my throat. Normally, I would have gagged at this deep of an invasion, but I felt my throat relax and take the intruder with ease. I felt myself bob up and down his shaft while he wrapped handfuls of my hair around his fist. Then he started to pull too hard on my hair, controlling my head bobs on his delicious cock. I was looking him in the eyes as I sucked out as much as I could. His dick was growing by the second and sticking. I let Pam work on me as I pulled Trish to me to kiss. I undid her bra and cast it aside, and then given what was happening to me, was able to push her undies most of the way down her legs. She shed them quickly and then looked to see if I approved of what I saw. We gawked at each other’s bodies, and then at Pam whose blonde head was bobbing wildly on my cock. I told Trish how beautiful she looked.Trish was beautifully tanned with a white triangle left behind by the lower part of her bikini. They told mehow to put them on and to put on a few half slips (which I had thoughtwere petticoats and my mother would then come in and help me put on myfirst bra. Then anyone could use the changing room again.I did not think I was going to enjoy the humiliation of wearing panties,fishnet stockings and suspenders but it was quite exciting. At the sametime as I was thinking that I looked around me and remembered I was inthe Ladies changing room and I felt rather exposed in just my.