We talked, we drank, I got up to get us another drink and when I returned he was lying down and his cock was at full mast. I moved my chair away and s...t on him my pussy was wet, my lips swollen and there was now on one each side of his cock. I was slowly sliding up and down sitting straight up watching as I slid to the head and then back to his balls. Leaning over to give him a kiss our lips touched then my tongue was in his mouth and his in mine, I could feel myself getting wetter and just. Looking up I saw a man in his early forties clothed in a flannel shirt, dirt caked work boots, and a pair of faded overalls. He towered over my by at least a head and looked down at me with piercing dark blue eyes. "You'll be John then." ,he rumbled in a deep baritone. "Yes sir." ,I managed despite being intimidated as hell, "John Smith sir." He raised an eyebrow in question. "That's what they put on my birth certificate when they registered me. My parents didn't bother naming me I guess.". I enjoyed masaging my throbbing cock as they gyrated and rubbed against each other. Chandokhi removed her bra, her milky globes swayed infront of sumira’s lips. I motioned that she must not kiss them. She pouted as she removed her own bra and i saw her pair were indeed 32 bs. Chandokhi’s were cs.With just panties and stockings, the girls continued to dance. I glanced over at the door, seema’s face was framed there with a look of disgust and admiration combined. I wondered if she was fingering. Theresa let out a small moan as he filled her. Once he was in her all the way he just held his position. I saw his buttocks clench as he obviously was flexing his dick deep inside of her. It was then that I noticed that she had begun slowly moving her hips in a circular motion, obviously trying to feel him deep inside of her. This was something that she didn’t normally do. Normally Theresa was pretty passive, she usually just lay still and let me do all of the work. Phil had also noticed that.