"I pulled back extra far, popping loose, and Sheri guided me back in without prompting."Oh yeah," Sandy murmured. "That's great, when he sticks it bac... in. Feeling him open me up. Stretching me."I started trying to think of other things, distractions, not wanting to get too worked up yet. Not yet.Sandy wiggled herself free of my cock, and held herself up too high for insertion. "Taste me on him," she said. "Suck my juices off his cock."Sheri's mouth engulfed me, sucking sweetly. I felt her. I still didn't quite believe my own memories of the previous night's threesome; it had been amazing to have one of my fantasies fulfilled, but I could only hope that Julie and Vee would have no regrets about their activities together.We would also have to be really careful around Sian, because that hurtful remark at the Freshers Fair about 'all big girls being lesbians' had made her very sensitive on the subject. Julie and Vee knew that better than I did, and they were sure to keep their. She moved slightly trying to get a feel of how to sit up. She wasn't sure if it was a good idea but tried anyway. She raised her head a little and looked down her chest to see she was on the couch. She felt a hand brush hers and she tried to grab for it. Two, then three times she felt it but couldn't grasp it. Finally she got it and held on as tight as she could in her weakened state."Ben." She said in a breathy whisper. No answer came. She tried again and forced it into a loud whisper. . The men stared at her, fascinated. Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape, and their fists pounded their tabletops as they roared their encouragement and approval. A dozen men tucked money under her waistband, patting her fanny and caressing her thighs. In a few minutes, her waist was again wreathed in legal tender. As before, Sam was her greatest and most generous fan, shoving tens, twenties, and even a fifty into her G-string. She smiled at him, and he grinned back.As the end of the hour.