Bob was on the bed a second after she fell, before she could move his left hand lay flat on her back holding her down as his eyes surveyed her firm ro...nd bottom.Bob giggled, "Now that's a nice pattern, stripes become a nice ass, Charlie looks like he had a good time, and I've seen the pattern maker."Pauline put her hands behind her trying to cover her ass, but the high cut of her pants hid nothing, the mass of faint pink criss crossed lines were obvious.Bob ran his hand under hers, "Please stop. I licked and slurped up every thing I could and I knew I had a lot to swallow down too. I licked around her pussy and even her crack and asshole. She was now cleaned up and she told me to sit by the side of the bed while she sucked his cock some more.We all got up and thanked him and he left for home. My wife and I talked about it and she told me that now it was my turn to fuck. I plunged my cock in her and since it was sloppy seconds, the feeling was even better for me. I shot my hot load in. You little fag bastard," snarled Janey.With that she jumped up and stalked off towards the bar. When I looked around a moment later Janey was in deep conversation with a very large male. He was almost a carbon copy of the large bruiser that had checked us into the club. They both were looking at me and neither of their looks made me feel comfortable.A minute later Janey returned to the table. When I looked at her she couldn't help giving me a victorious smirk. I looked quizzically at her and. We tried having her type at a computer,use pictures, and no matter what if it wasn't simple ideas her brainwouldn't let her do it.I grew depressed watching her struggle.All of that being said, at least she smiled with the love that wasshowered on her from Amanda, Fred, and myself. It really was like havinga two year old around the house at that point. We all tried to treat herwith dignity, but it meant to keep her happy we had to in some ways keeppretending she was a baby. She seemed happier.