’ Sie bezahlten und machten sich auf den Weg zurück zu den Autos. Im Treppenhaus des Parkhauses zog sie ihn wieder an sich und ließ ihn ihre Zunge...noch tiefer spüren als zuvor. Sie begann, an seiner Zunge zu saugen und Tom dachte nur:’ Wenn die Schwänze genauso saugt, brauch ich garnicht zu kommen, dann saugt sie mir die Eier von selbst leer.’Er drückte sie an die Wand des Treppenhauses und seine Hand glitt in ihre Hose. Dabei spürte er, dass sie bis auf einen landing-strip glatt rasiert war. I rang the husband to get the details of the masseuse, to check if he did remedial and to ask if he was any good. He said the guy was flexible, which at the time I thought meant his hours and ability to do home visits. He said remedial was on offer but that they ended up getting something different. Our friends are quite private so I knew not to probe any further.After reflecting on that call later I felt that it was all a little ambiguous.I called the masseuse and he answered the call with. " With that he climbed into his car and left, waving at her as he did.Pat walked back to her car. She opened the trunk and placed her pistol inside. She looked after the departing cruiser and waved back. "Oh my," she thought. She hadn't been paying a lot of attention to guys anytime lately. Something about him though seemed to touch her. She looked around. "Wonder what it would be like to work here?" she thought.Two weeks later Deputy Pat Morrison was sworn into the Jackson County Sheriff's. While my eyes were shut and my mouth open, I felt a warm, hard cock slip into my mouth. My husband’s other friend had removed his pants and positioned himself in front of me and slipped his cock in my mouth. It was such a surprise, it snapped me back to reality. I moistened his cock with my saliva, then hungrily slid it into my throat until I thought I was going to gag.This was my first MFM threesome. It was called unbeknownst to me at the time, called a spit roast. We continued on like this.