It gave me another erection and I rose up to fuck her. She licked the mess from my face and groaned through another orgasm. I don't know how many time... Chris came that night, but I know her tally was higher than mine and Jerry's combined.That was the only time the three of us got together. Jerry and I talked about it the next day. He said he had enjoyed it, but didn't want to repeat it. Unfortunately for them, Chris didn't share his reluctance. Neither did I. What Jerry didn't realize was that. Go to the dance pit, shake your ass and (ugh!) MASTURBATE for the sick degenerates.The Pit is actually a small, raised platform with a sloping floor surrounding it. It looks like a tit nipple. It’s supposed to.There’s a spotlight trained on it so everyone in the place can see the performer.Showtime.You quickly march out and onto the pit, trying to be brave.Just get it over with.The stench of semen assails your nostrils. Stale cum, fresh cum.It’s overpowering. The place reeks.“Nasty Girl” starts. And a few minutes after that, again.“Please Terry, Cum in me. Please.”I curled the arm under head so that I could pinch her right nipple and I began to fuck my little wife with long strokes as I filled my hand with her milk. Placing my right hand on my left, I began to spread her warm milk around her belly. She gasped and came again, this time I let myself go over the edge and I let go with three very strong spurts into her.“Terry! Oh God, I love you! Oh ... Oh ... Oh!”The heat built up around. Thank me later. The hostess asked how many and I said just the 2 of us. She then said booth or table sir. I gazed into the eating area and said booth. As she led us in I asked if we could sit in the back where it was quiet so we could talk. She seated us in the very back booth slightly hidden from view. Perfect I said. I sat facing the entry and you were seated opposite. The waiter appeared with water and asked what for us to drink, hot tea I said for both of us. He left and returned to take.