His sweaty, hairy balls were pressed up against my nose and his cock was blocking my throat; I was completely unable to breathe. I felt the panic rise...in my chest and at the last minute he pulled out, letting me suck in air. It was momentary, and in a second my face was buried in his crotch again. He started fucking my mouth more rapidly, and I felt the pace of the cock in my pussy pick up, too. They were pounding me in rhythm, and I felt someone spurt hot cum on my stomach as the assault. And hekissed her, soft and sweet and never-ending. She hungered for hiscontact. His chest felt great. His arms were muscular and dark.Yes, she was tempted. She missed Jenny, and she felt alone, and she waswearing a dress and his lips were wonderful. And she wanted to take himhome and ravage him.But she didn't. Jenny was out there somewhere. It didn't matter thatshe didn't know. He knew.* * *The next night Steffi was working at the bar again. Her skirt bouncedas she walked, and her black pumps. It purred delightfully as I it slipped inside my dampening pussy. I pushed it all the way in and clamped it between my thighs as waves of arousal washed over my body. I must have dropped off to sleep as I woke up some time later but didn’t open my eyes straight away. Something had changed. Mister Pinky was vibrating against one of my nipples and it wasn’t on the lowest setting any longer. It was on the highest. My fingers were being pushed into my pussy by another hand. I opened my eyes. Rick’s. Than me. She would get wet for him in ways she never did for me, her cunt flowing freely with the liquors of orgasm. She would scratch his back and bite his neck as she never did me. She would obey him in every command however dirty, licking his balls, licking his anus as she knelt on the floor while he bent over slightly, still standing dominant over Caz like a real man. Not like me.As the doorbell rang and the taximan headed back to the cab, Caz left the room saying "See you later." What she.