"Lay back," Katy commanded Loraine, wanting her first taste of pussy. Loraine grinned and spread her legs wide open, leaning back on her elbows. "Ea... me, bitch," she said, her voice husky. "With pleasure," Katy murmured before dipping in, tongue first. At the first touch of her tongue to Loraine's clit, Loraine gasped, Katy moaned, and Jett smiled. Katy hardened her tongue and began lapping at her clit in short, firm strokes, causing Loraine to buck her hips wildly. "Mmm, I taught you well,. After few months here, I was used to women flirting with me left and right, sometime it got practically obscene. Some of these women had no shame around me and gave me many thrills.For example, it was very common to me that when I go to some woman's office to make an enquiry or deliver something, that I would be met with an abundant amount of cleavage. Women around here seem to have a habit of looking up at me from their desks with their arms pushing their tits together and up to show what they. Abby was taken aback by these. She had not realised that a Club could get through so much provender. ‘How many covers to you serve each day?’ she asked in astonishment. ‘We would usually have one hundred and twenty to a hundred and fifty for Lunch, and probably about the same for Dinner. That’s weekdays of course. At the weekends quite a lot less.’ Abby’s mind worked furiously to understand this apparent anomaly. The answer when it came was simple. The Club members like the city traders were. You might think it an unlikely tale but, having myself been a student at a top University during the eighties, and having been in all-girl shared houses for two years, I know with certainty that encounters of this kind really did take place.They took place surprisingly often too, with surprising girls and for surprising reasons. And it wasn’t just the men who initiated them by any means.The girls that I personally know were involved are now married and like me, have adult children. One is a.