We dealt another round & joked that if any more clothes were removed, some rat was going to get fucked. I said that if they took anymore off I wouldn'... be worth shit playing as my concentration was already at minimum levels. They laughed, looked at each other, and removed their bras. Both looking at me and chanting rat, rat, rat. Well the Capt, was the cheese, Robin the rat. She stood, removed slacks & panties, looked at me & said I'm da rat, fuck me. I looked at the captain, she smiled and. Then she said, “Suck it like the bitch you are,” as she pushed my head toward his big dick.Her hand still on the back of my head, she held his cock and guided it up to my face. Pushing my head down over his lap, Barbara grabbed my balls and started to squeeze them very hard all the while demanding that I suck his cock. When I opened my mouth to wince from pain, Barbara stuck his dick in it. Then pushing and tugging on my hair she forced me to bob my mouth up and down on Bruce's long hard cock.. Sleep was coming. I closed my eyes.And when I opened them again, I was sitting, naked, in front of a mirror and dressing table. Here, too, everything was very, very real. Too real for a dream, but it MUST be a dream! I would never, never sit like this. It was a big room, and there were other people walking around or sitting at other dressing tables. No, not just people, women. All women. All very pretty women. And all naked. Naked like me.I looked into my mirror and said aloud, "This MUST be a. She had no qualms about her nakedness.“Tell your man he can lower the gun but not his cock.”I stiffened. Such audacity!I had trouble breathing. I didn’t know if it was due to her forwardness, Jack’s presence in the house or my own lust. I desperately wanted to kiss those full lips, caress her breasts and pleasure her sex till kingdom come. It had been such a long time since I saw another naked woman, or since I was naked by the pool that all my pent-up longing for the touch of someone boiled.
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