Mark was in heaven. He was sucking Kelly's toes while I was stroking his dick with my "feet pussy pocket." Kelly and I turned our heads toward each ot...her and she leaned in for a nice slow kiss. She tasted of alcohol and lip gloss but I am sure I did as well. She put her hand behind my head, stuck her tongue in my mouth, and kissed me like she meant it. We kinda forgot all about poor Mark again but we were making out like teenagers in the back of a car. We were using our fingers to get each. Some of the bois were bitching and moaning that from time to time they wanted a male cock up their asses. I, understanding that I could not refuse set some rules. The bois doing the work of “fuckers” had to be the ones we already know and that have been here with us since day one. I really did not want any abusive male coming in and spoiling our fun. No offense to our gay friends here in Lush Stories but I really never had any interest in having sex with another man. It just did not attract me.. Mounica stopped for a second, as I shouted and then started sucking my balls again. I panicked more, I got up from the bed and got angry. Mounica was married 5 years ago and Chandhu started laughing at my panic reaction. I said to Mounica that you were married and why were you doing this. Mounica told me that her husband can’t even stay erected for 10 seconds and he gave her permission to have sex with other men, in exchange for not saying to anybody else about his erection problems. But I was. “Yup. Now give me your wallet.”“What?”“Wallet. Imbecile.” He struggled to reach it a few moments before handing me a simple brown affair. I fished out the cash and took his driver’s license for good measure.“Randolph Quaid,” I said. “You don’t look like a Randolph.”He paused a long moment. “Folks call me Randy.”“Ah. And tell me, are you?”“Am I what?”“Randy. Do you wanna fuck?”He blinked, a little war between his fear and confusion and horniness all fighting a little battle across his face. .