He sucked my neck, making me arch my back in ecstasy. Whose cock do you want? he asked. Yours daddy, I whispered. Not that boy you were with? he rem...arked, pushing in a little more for emphasis. No daddy. Not his, just yours. His teasing was driving me insane. I had never wanted him this badly in my entire life. I needed his cock so much it hurt. Daddy, I continued. Please give it to me. I want it so bad. Please. I was begging, and although at any other time the thought wouldve made me sick,. She loved to be the center of attention. And she usually was the center of attention as we typically hung out with a group of my friends. There were 6-7 guys who were always around. Most would have a girlfriend for a month or two, but for the most part, we all hung out together, with Cindy being the sole female. We took advantage of that all we could. One of my friends in particular, David, was known to be sort of a horndog himself. He was always the guy who had a stack of Playboys and even. His hips gave little jerks as his penis delivered his sperm and semen, deep inside her."Oh man, it feels so good to cum in you," he groaned.He felt weak, but didn't want to crush her, so he slid his arms under her and rolled them over so she was on top. She lay, her legs still together, between his spread thighs.There was a noise, and both looked, to see the two girls, their eyes wide open, above jaws that had dropped. Raleigh was now leaning against the wall behind her, and Hamako was leaning. He turned and crossed the room, seeking out a garish old dowager whose cackling laugh could be heard in all corners of the room. He led her out on the dance floor, just in case Ms. Helling was watching. Hopefully she didn't personally know the woman. If so, and she confronted him with it later, he was confident he could cover himself. After all, he'd spent the last 22 years doing just that.The dance finished and he noted the time; fifteen minutes until midnight. Some of the guests were arming.