Oh, him. Fine. Thanks.”She concluded the call and closed the phone.She turned to Erika, who asked, “Was that what I thought it was?”Frances nodd...d, her face serious. “A PhD student in sociology, wanting to do a study of us as a new group marriage. Claims we are the first example in the UK of a non-religious based genuine polygamous family that she knows of. She wants to discover what makes us tick, how we manage to stay together and how we interact. She claims she will simply call us ‘Group A’. She had a bare pussy which she covered with a jeweled thong. Angel knew how to work the stage. She’d walk around and hold onto the lights and lean up against the pole and start her dance. She’d often come out in a sheer white baby doll negligee with her thong and stiletto shoes.She had all eyes on her once she took it all off. She was quite limber, and her tricks were amazing. Men and women would throw their cash up to her. They weren’t allowed to touch her, but she could touch them.From her. We danced for a while and it didn’t take me long to realise that she didn’t want to waste any more time on the dancefloor and that she had more interesting activities in mind. We’d hardly got back to my flat before she dropped to her knees, unzipped me and began sucking me hard, rubbing my engorged cock all over her face and playing with herself at the same time. As she knelt there, she pulled my cock out of her mouth, looked up at me and almost groaned, rather than said, ‘Fuck, I really want. I nudged Ella in front of me, so they could completely see her, and stood behind. David was still slowly fucking, with his arms out either side, and Lettie had her hands on her knees holding them up and out, writhing just slightly.I snuggled up behind Ella and began to fondle her. She leaned back into me and sighed happily while I caressed her and nibbled along her gorgeous right shoulder. Her nipples were still sticking out nicely, and Tits and David were watching my hands stroking over her.