In the mirror I saw how the tip pushed my outer lips apart as I rubbed it over my clitoris that was already swollen and waiting. Within seconds, I saw...that the dildo was already slick with the fluids from my pussy. Maybe I could just use the end. That probably wouldn’t hurt. I positioned the base of the dildo on the bed between my legs, the tip pointing towards the entrance to my waiting cunt and I let myself fall slowly onto it. The tip push past the entrance and I felt it stretch my narrow. One of the ladies told me, to very slowly and gently peel back my forseskin with 2 of my finger, revealing my already red and throbing cockhead. She tells me to maintain that pose until their slave - lets call him that - brings a pretty big, blue dildo and hands them to the head of the 3 ladyfriends.She holds the dildo straight up and positions her finger on the top of the toy, telling me to exactly sync with her movements. She the gently hovers down the whole lenght of it, me doing the exact. Green rose to receive the thrust and again her cry echoed till Ade said as he anchored himself. “Stick your cock in her mouth for if she yells any louder we will have the neighbours lining up for a service.” A suggestion Cheja was not going to knock back and as Mrs. Green opened her mouth to voice another cry, her head was pulled forward and into her open mouth was shoved a throbbing erection and there as her head was pumped and her backside rose and fell to the ravishing her cunt was. Thinking about where all of this was leading. Jill’s relationship with Chris had lasted just less than six months, had involved only him, and had nearly cost me my marriage. Yet here we were, just two-and-a-half months into Jill’s relationship with Malcolm and I’d heard her proudly declare to Luther and Dee that she loved Malcolm and she was so into her new strip club black-on-white lifestyle that she’d taken a job managing black-owned strip clubs and was now happily playing hostess-cum-sex.