Everything was in place to try my luck...During the training session I told the boys that I'd be having a little party at my cabin during movie time, ...and they could bring a friend or two.Later that evening I ended up with 6 kids in the cabin, telling stories and drinking rum and coke or sweet cider. While this was going on I hatched a plan to weed out any sex maniacs in the group and explained that I had to stop at one cider because I have an intolerance to alchohol! Of course, they wanted to. She flicked on one of the switches, and I immediately felt a vibration between my legs, which initially made me jerk involuntary. Then with a twist of a dial, increased the strength of the vibration, making me gasp. “There there” she said soothingly, “Now isn't that nice” I certainly couldn't disagree!While all of this was going on, there was a knock at the door, which made my muscles tighten around the shaft of the impaled dick. Emma went down stairs to answer the front door. I could hear. It was that same sexy scent he smelled on the elevator, only so much more intense, completely unbridled by the cologne. It was just his musk, sweaty and dirty and delicious. Carson moaned. He stuffed the cotton into his nostrils, taking in every bit of Armisen’s smell. His mouth flooded with saliva as he imagined sucking on Armisen’s giant balls, his musky hole, his tasty cock--The sound of the water switched off.Carson’s heart nearly skipped a beat. He broke into a sweat. Mr. Armisen’s wet. I couldn’t be distracted from the flow coming between my legs for long. Pulling the length from my mouth I took a desperate gasp before relaxing once more against the mattress. My hands slid between my legs, the toy held tightly within them. The warm and soaking wet erection felt foreign against me. I hadn’t taken it in so long, it was almost like the first time all over again. My hand flicked on the switch and my entire body arched forward, lost in the buzzing sensations against my desperate.