The walls were solid wood paneled with rustic hardware on all the doors and drawers. There was a large sitting room furnished with leather upholstered... chairs, end tables inlaid with brass and pearl outdoor designs, and most surprising, a gun rack containing shot guns and rifles of the highest grades, standing ready for use by the occupants. On the other side was a fully stocked bar, complete with small snacks and hors d'oeuvres. Sarah walked to the bar directly, poured a drink for each of us,. .. As you know, I struggle with trying to distract myself with other tasks or activities that might help take my mind off how unworthy I feel - and how much wine I've consumed in recent months - but nothing is helping. I can't even find someone who is willing to hold me for longer than a few hours, without it being in between meaningless sex. Hell, at this point, even a friend would be nice. Someone I can just talk to who would be willing to listen and make sure I don't die from alcohol. ’ Diane laughed. ‘Of course. Your bottoms. Now.’ I grumbled but slid my bikini bottom over my rounded hips and down my thighs. I tossed them in the corner. ‘This is just pwactice. We didn’t have to use house rules, you know.’ ‘I know,’ said Diane, ‘But I have three years of pussy-licking to get even with you for.’ That didn’t sound good. I got into position and got ready to ‘practice’ again. I had taken the championship from Diane 3 years ago but I had a couple of advantages then…the main one. The scenes became more explicit, with naked guys chasing after the girls. Titties were flopping and dicks were swinging everywhere, girls were rubbing some of the guys cocks and pussies were getting felt. I was getting pretty turned on myself, my cock was swelling up in my shorts. I looked around to see every one of the boys were playing with themselves, some had a hand down thier underware, jerking on thier dicks. I said "OK boys if you're going to play why don't you do it right and take off.