Melissa was going to drive Jen over. Ryan had offered to pick her up but she refused. The clock dragged on. Jen spent an hour in the tub.Fortunately, ...er parents were out, so they didn't ask why she was all dressed up to spend the night at Melissa's. She tried to dress nice, but not too fancy. She wore a cream colored slip-like dress, with white stockings and heels. She piled her hair up into a French twist, and wore the gold earrings and necklace he had given her. She knew Ryan would freak. An hour later, Frankie walked into the nightclub. She had heard the band playing as she got out of the taxi in the parking lot. The music sounded very good. Frankie moved right up to the stage so that she could see if she had been as good of a musician as she had thought that she was. She was truly impressed. She had been even better than she had thought. She never even turned her head to turn down the offers to dance. The band took a break and Frankie took the opportunity to go to the. He was now as thick as his buddy. I looked p as him to see his expression and he was looking down at me. I realized he was not watching me sucking his cock, he was watching how I was sucking his cock. I thought he maybe is a closet cock sucker.I pulled them close together and somehow got both cocks in my mouth as they both faced fucked me. I took turns having one shoved down my throat then the other and it was so erotic. Finally, I took the first cock in my mouth and seriously sucked it until. ‘Well in that case, I think you should call me Tripp,’ he was still smiling. ‘Are you this personable with all the guests here?’ ‘No, ma’am, just the ones who won’t dance, can’t drink, and don’t know how to ride a horse.’ I tried to resist the urge to laugh. His teasing had a natural way of making me feel carefree. Before I could respond, the man who had ridden with Tripp earlier that day came up to us. He looked concerned. ‘Tripp, Johnny needs you in the barn, he’s having an awful time.