“You’ll have to let him touch yours now, Jeanne,” said her husband jokingly.“Of course, gladly, if he tells us his name.”“Peter.”“Well...go ahead, Peter. Feel free. I love having them touched.”I took the left nipple first and held it between my middle and forefinger and rubbed my thumb gently over the tip. It hardened suddenly. I did the same with the other. They were pointing out like accusing fingers. “Nice!” she cooed. “Do you want to give them a little suck?” I didn’t need to be. I am shocked to see that Pierre has brought a friend along. His name is Jamal and he is Pierres business partner. They are both muscular men with dread locks that go down to their back. Oh, and they are in front of me while I am naked with my husband sitting across from us. The 3 of us sit on the couch. I am sandwhiched between them. Oh, and by the way, hubby is sitting next to the couch. Both Pierre & Jamal have their strong black hands on my legs & thighs. "So Jamal, I know Pierre has a huge. No, it wasn’t a well, it was a spring! I did my best to drink all the nectar she had gifted me with. Then, I climbed up onto the bed next to her. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply. She was still lost in the afterglow of her explosive climax. I gave her a few more moments and then kissed her lightly, awakening her back to reality. ‘God, that was fantastic. My husband never did anything for me like that.’ ‘It was great for me too.’ I told her while licking my lips. I was. Initially having noticed that her gold and black twirler uniform was very flattering in color, not just cut, she tended to those colors. Tonight, she wore a soft cashmere dress, which was provocative yet still fashionable. It had a narrow but plunging neckline in the front, which was laced to where it ended a little above her waistline, the smallness of which was emphasized by a decorative black patent belt. The hem was at midthigh. Having changed at the door, she wore five-inch black patent.