Sally turned on the TV and started a video that started out with a man and a woman. They were kissing passionately and taking their clothes off.I look...ed over at Kay and Sally only to see them locked in a passionate kiss and feeling each other’s tits. As they broke their kiss, they both pulled their shirts off to expose their sexy tits, with the massage oil still on them.They continued to hug, kiss, and fondle each other’s breasts. Sally then went and got glasses of wine for the three of us. As. It was making her quiver and secrete even more pussy juice. Her movements were matching mine and becoming more forceful. She was arching her back, to push her clit down so it would make better contact with the head of my cock. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and I fought to keep from cumming. This was too good and I needed to get control of myself. Otherwise, I knew I was going to cum too fast and it'd be over.Then mom said something that hit me like a ton of bricks."Honey stop for a. Steve (the host) can be a bit lax in enforcing his policy with the ladies, but it works. That will become clear later on. I've been going to these parties for a little over a year now, and they range from OK to amazing. This past party would have to qualify as amazing.I try to get there fairly early because you never know who will show up when. I was the second car to arrive that night. Steve was giving a tour to the guy who arrived before me. A first timer, probably early 50's, in pretty. First, neither of us was gay and we lived in a small southern town where homosexuals were refered to as 'faggots' and if the truth be told, I was a bit of a homophobe myself. To be caught touching oneself with another guy would have been humiliating. Secondly, it wasn't just the sexy women posing so provocativly in that magazine that was turning me on. It was also the fact that someone else was there, sitting right next to me-and it was another male! Of course this was all very confusing to me.