YO VINNIE,
There's this chick. I'll call her "Kristina." Now Kristina lets me fuck her. And I fuck her. Then I say, "Jason," who happened to be in the other room, "might, you know, want to join in." And she says "OK. Go get him." And so I do. But then I get disinvited while he bangs her. So, it seems, while she is comfortable with two cocks in a row, she's NOT comfortable with two cocks at a time. What the fuck is this about? -- Casey Jones (by email)

CHECK OUT DUDE BEHIND THE BRICK WALL & HIS CREEPING REALIZATION THAT "NEXT" MIGHT, IN THIS CASE, IN REALITY, JUST MEAN "NEVER".

Dear John Henry: This will be an email of uncomfortable truths told uncomfortably but here's a fucking reality you might not have been party to: sometimes when you fuck a woman well she doesn't immediately want another sausage. Which suggests the converse. And I don't mean the fucking sneaker worn by fags and fag musicians everywhere. I mean this: sometimes when you fuck a woman poorly, well, she's completely fine with sliding another sausage into the erstwhile pole position in the ardent hope that maybe betwixt the two of youse she might get her nut.

This clearly is what happened and doesn't speak at all to her desire to slam two salami poles up her pussyhole because, and this is important here, the only thing worse, for a broad in this position, than one dick that don't do the job is two dicks that don't do the job.

My suggestions

A) fuck her better next time.
B) don't ask if he can join in, just have him join in
and
3) chins and nuts were made for each other.

Thanks for asking.