..I know you have felt the erect cocks pressing against you."She kissed me hard and deep. "Yes, many hard cocks..." she moaned... "I am so fucking hor...ny right now." We will leave soon," I assured her as I led her back to the party, my hand on her ass.When we arrived back at our table a group was waiting for us, horny men and women looking for dance partners. My wife made a show out of kissing me and rubbing my ass before heading to the dance floor with one of the handsome young men. He was one. I see a tight pair of denim jeans showing off her athletic body. I linger slowly on her ass as she turns to take her seat two rows in front. Her outfit is topped off with a white low cut top, innocent with flowers on it. Her slightly tanned skin, swan-like neck, and brunette hair amplifies my lust for her, my sexual urge pulsing. I feel my cock squeeze tighter into my pants as I eye the back of her neck. I allow my mind to wander as I think of kissing her neck, running my hands over her. She sucked his cock as it went in and out of her mouth. Just as the knot became fully enlarged she allowed it to enter her mouth and she sucked his knot. He had stopped his rapid fucking motion and now was just giving short little jerks. A white creamy milk lie substance came pouring out of her mouth as she tried to swallow as much of his cum as she could. She choked a little but kept swallowing. I couldn’t believe how horny that made me watching her suck that cock and swallowing that cum. I. Trying to talk to him in my head was a little confusing, but I didn't want everybody to hear if I got chewed out. I guess that's a normal reaction, but there it was for whatever it was worth. Yeah, the first thing I would like is to know your name. I need something to call you, and I am uncomfortable with "Master!"The voice actually laughed. Yes, I can see that you would feel that way. OK, since you could never hope to pronounce my true name, why don't you try calling me "Voice?"OK, Voice, I.