I feel Paul kiss my head as we are slowly chatting.As we casually chat for the first 10 minutes its clear Steve is eager to go forward faster and we w...atch as he leans in "Hey baby" and gently starts to kiss her on the lips. Knowing full well they have to be the leaders in all of this. I atch intensively as they start to close their eyes and gently kiss one another, opening their mouths and rolling their tongues inside. The sound of smooching as they do. They break the kiss and look at me and. Every cum blast is a thick, consistent stream of gooey slime. The Spidick gushes endlessly, spewing gallons of cum with each burst. She obeys her cumming pussy and moans harder as each new blast lands on her body. Her mind fills with so many sensations; it’s hard to stay present.Finally, she passes out, still cumming harder than ever. When she wakes up, it’s still daylight, and the Spidicks are still there. Her pussy is still gaping, but it’s not as big and torn as it was. She’s no longer. All my jeans were way too snug at the hips and too loose atthe waist, and some of my t-shirts looked like they'd been painted on.Even my shoes were too big. I finally settled on an old pair of sweatpants that I used to wear to the gym (though I had to roll the pantlegs up at the bottom) and the silk poet's shirt that I had worn to theparty the night before. The black silk felt nice against the soft skinof my breasts, but the thin material made me feel horribly exposed eventhough the shirt was. It was all I could do to give him a few minutes until I joined him. The minute I stepped into the lounge area he was on me kissing me, pushing me against the wall passionately. I wanted this man more than I had wanted anything in a long time. He realized quickly that the lounge door wouldn’t shut all the way. And we wasted a good three minutes messing with it trying to get it to shut. When finally he gave up and moved me into the bathroom. The bathroom was barely big enough for one person and.