It is not heavy duty and gets me out of the house. Robin, it turns out, is a runner and a member of the club hosting the event. She had the unenviable... task of keeping the volunteers on task. Or at least making sure we pretended to know what we were doing. She handed me a clip board and told me to stand next to her as she checked people in.Like most runners, she has lean, smooth legs that ended in a firm, tight ass. She was wearing a running skirt instead of shorts. Her dirty blond hair was tied. And I didn't care, for I was there at that moment only for him, only for my lover, only for his pleasure, only for his release. As I read what I've just typed, I realize that it's not quite true; I was also there for the delightful throbbing that I would feel as he spurted his cum into my bowels.I was right. When I heard his grunt, felt the throb, felt the wetness, I put my head down on the pillow and my body shook with delight. I had pleased my lover once again, and I was again fulfilled.And. I repeated this action several times, each time going a little deeper, till I felt his pubic hair on my lips. I knew I had a man's whole dick in my mouth and it felt OK. I pulled back till nearly the end of his dick, and then pushed back down. I could handle it; it was OK. I started to suck his dick as I moved back and forth. I kept the speed even and applied a lot of suction. The man started to moan and began to fuck my mouth. I just stopped and let him fuck me. He started going faster and the. ?Did anyone call for some party-make-awesome?? I called out to them. There was come clapping and cheering as I brought in the coke. We snorted and snorted for hours, and before we knew it it was all gone and we were higher than planes. The party lasted throughout the night. Something in the morning, we were all back to earth and people were starting to leave. But then something happened that changed everything. There was a knock on the door. I opened it, and there was a pimp pointing a.