I licked and nuzzled up and down the wide open lips of her vagina. Jenny began to pant and writhe, humping against my face. My tongue explored her ope...ing lapping up the juices, occasionally flicking her clitoris, making her jump. Her breathing got faster and her thighs gripped my head as she humped my tongue. I moved to the top of her labia licking around her clit; she began to whimper and I took her clit between my lips sucking harder and harder. Jenny wailed and came again, locking my head. "I got the term from a friend. That's what she called it before she demonstrated it." Demonstrated it? On a guy?"Sherri's smile turned impish. "Uh huh. Lucky guy, too. We took turns, once she showed me what he liked."I groaned. "Gawd, I'm envious." Of a double blowjob, or the full threesome?" Yes."Sherri chuckled."Was your friend ... another professional?"She shook her head. "She's someone I met in college. Later, when I was going through a really rough time. She ... she helped. She helped a. “I would shake hands, but trust me you would never get the smell off,” I said without a smile to ease the tension.“Right,” he said.“Max was a friend of Clyde Summers,” Gabby explained.“Sorry for your loss,” I said in and unemotional tone.“Thanks, but it wasn’t that kind of relationship. We were mostly coworkers,” Max explained.“I see, but I don’t know what I can do for you,” I said to him.“Gabby said you talked to him a couple of times,” he said.He sounded a lot like a cop, I thought. “That’s. “I need to cum!”“Sally’s not one to be refused,” Harry grinned. He moved up to his wife and placed a hand on her sticky quim, playing with her clit.“Oh yes!” Mrs Cathcart cried. “Oh yes!”I stared at the action, at the woman’s fingers stretching her anus, at the way she was going at herself with the bottle, at Harry’s deft fingers rubbing her sensitive spot. My own hand was working nineteen to the dozen. I didn’t know where or if I fitted into this, but it didn’t matter. It was like my own.