"And what did you think of Mrs. Cash. How humiliating was that, her being forced to show us her freshly fucked pussy."That image provoked the stirring... of another erection. Sue saw and took that as shared enthusiasm for our escapade."I'm so glad you're into this too, John. It would be awful if you hated this when I love it so much. Come on, let's get ready for dinner."She disappeared behind the door I took to be the en suite bathroom and I stood bewildered and suddenly feeling very lonely. I. “You’re right Jen, he is good at this,” Gretchen jumps slightly as my teeth nibble at her clit. “Mhm that he is, I wonder what he would do if all three of us,” Jen trails off as she licks the length of my cock and I can feel Jen and Gretchen kissing each other around my length.“Jesus Christ,” I moan from the folds of Gretchen’s snatch.“What was that son?” Jen murmurs as her nail strokes the skin around my tight ass.I can’t help it, I whimper softly as her teeth nip at my balls and her nails. "Yup. He's a sweet little gay genious from Hong Kong that does magic with his designs and tailoring. Believe me, this suit sits better, feels better and looks better than any Armani you can buy." Mm," she hummed and nodded. "I can see that, now you mentioned it." She looked at the big clock in front of the exhibition hall. "Shit, we'd better get in there, my part of the show starts in a few minutes." She took my hand and dragged me along. "Follow me!" As if I had any choice.She gave me a pass. Typically, their night centered on lots of talking and sometimes a club. Occasionally, a man would move in and try to pry somebody away from the group. The women expected each other from time to time to talk to, and perhaps even leave with a man. Even though they all had a male partner at home, they enjoyed unspoken sisterly complicity.Tonight it was her turn. Quite by chance, who should walk into the club but the man she had met during her senior year in high school. They fucked on the third.