Pamela and I were allowed to chat, as girls would on an outing, as long as we both followed our respective set of rules. She was a sweet girl, and it ...was nice to finally be able to be comfortable with someone, knowing we were in the same lifestyle.We made our way down to a private lounge that the show was playing. The room was dimmed, encouraging everyone to head for their tables. We settled into our horseshoe-shaped booth, us women in the middle, and ordered drinks. As we waited for our. " He said."Phil is big, you got it? He goin in slightly soft, so he going to swell up big inside your ass. You better learn to scream, whore." Jerome whispered to me.If Phil was only semi-hard now, holy shit his dick was big!It almost felt like a fist being shoved into my ass, the lube and Chris' cum made it go in easier, but it still hurt like fuck. I gasped and moaned loudly. Jerome whooped. Phile didn't start slow, he was pushing and pulling me back within seconds, I felt his huge cock. During the whole ceremony I felt my lover's sperm trickling down my thighs.We all applauded Maya as she thus finished her story,of how she became a Christian. While she was telling the story one of the ladies, whom I noticed to be the most fleshy of the number, cuddled up close to my side and suffered me to explore all her charms with my hand. During the description of the scene in the orange garden my fingers toyed with the curls between her thighs, and, as the story went on, parted the curls. “No promises, Captain.” Roxy pressed a soft, wet kiss against the stubble of his cheek and moved her thigh up across his lap. He could feel her stroking down Mercedes’ calf with the tips of her toes as she nestled into the pillows, resting her nose against his neck.Cas let a rumble of exhaustion purr through his chest as he sank down into the pillows himself. It had been a long day-- and an unexpected one, at that. But maybe his situation wasn’t nearly as bad as he’d originally thought.Sure,.