Maybe it was because I hadn't had sex in nearly a week, but it felt incredible. Some how I knew I should stop him, but then I didn't.I found myself in...stead sitting down on the edge of my bed and letting him keep on licking. Then he did it. He gave me an orgasm. And still, he didn't stop licking. I couldn't stop him, I didn't want to stop him.I laid back on the bed with my legs still hanging off the edge where I had been sitting. He gave me two more orgasms. I was totally spaced out. The earth. ”“Of course!” Lily said with a grin. “I tell you, all those girls will have been begging their men to get tickets for Invitation Night for months, and if they don’t get chosen this time, they will carry on begging to be taken next month. Most of them haven’t had a lesbian experience which is what makes it really interesting! Anyhow, on with the story!Once upstairs, all six of us girls put on a lesbian show for Pierre who reclines in an armchair watching us. Absolutely anything goes, and when we. It was exactly eight and one half inches long and no cheating when it was measured, straight as an arrow and big enough around that you couldn't get your hand closed around it anywhere. I showed it to my friend next door and noticed that though he didn't move much, he moved his hands in his crotch a little and I could detect a steady motion or massaging taking place there. That was all the encouragement I needed. I stood up and let him see it sticking straight out from me. I guess I figured. He was somewhat relieved that he was not forced into Ibby’s position, whose feet were secured well behind her head. His face was level with Ibby’s, however, and he tried to make eye-contact with her – unsuccessfully. Kevin was now approaching him, holding the steaming ladle, wearing an evil grin. Kevin was a bully, and Andrew, a bit of an outsider, had long been one of his victims. The pain of the hot wax being poured onto his crotch and down his crack was unbearable, particularly when it hit.