I called her skanky names, she spit more on me and took her turn on the bottom. We repeated the sequence many times with different numbers of guys, we...couldn’t get enough. I was close to orgasm any time Vicky got near my clit. In several rounds, she did get me off just by briefly focusing her tongue there while scavenging cum. Then, a few minutes later, while I spit and played with the cum on her, she used her hands to get herself off. Everything we did delighted the audience. We were. That Claudette gets more action than a toilet seat in a diarrhea ward."I've never worn anything like this in my life. Everything is showing." Now you're just being silly, Tanya. The G string matches the bustier so everyone will know it's a costume. And nothing real personal is on display, at least from the front view." Look at my butt. It looks like I don't have anything on from the waist down except for the garters and stockings. I can't go anywhere dressed like this." This is the states,. A tight white sweater, short skirt that showed off her long tanned shapely legs (my weakness.) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the way she moved her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will curl a girl's toes. No rings she donned, “I’m a free woman” her song, As she crossed her long shapely legs, And looked at me impishly. Ben was now refreshed now and raring to go. Jan was ready for him too. She had bathed, got Richard to make sure that her pussy was nice and smooth, and she was dressed appropriately. Even the bed was turned down ready. More importantly, her body’s protection against pregnancy was much weaker than it was a week ago. In a few more days she would also be at her most fertile. Jan was very, very excited. “You look stunning,” Richard suddenly chirped up from behind. She turned and smiled at him..