For many hours after I arrived, I didn’t catch sight of Carol. I simply sat there taking down beers like a pro and biding my time. Around one in the... morning I decided to take one last stroll around the place to see if I could spot Carol, and if not head home. Every door I pressed my ear to or slipped open seemed to have at least one couple in mid-coitus, but alas no Carol. Finally giving in, I picked up the few things I’d brought and headed towards the door. Halfway down the stairs on the. This wasn’t the relentless fucking that I’d more often experienced, it was intentionally slow, with no steady rhythm and no chance to adjust and feel comfortable. This was a man who clearly understood how to challenge someone. For what felt like forever I lay there waiting for the change, to know that I’d pleased him and to feel that moment when it becomes clear he is about to cum. But no, one moment he was pushing so hard I could feel my body struggle, the next just gently nudging at my lips.. She reached over and picked up the syrup, and pulled away from me. She took my hand and led the way into her bedroom. She turned and sat on her bed, then leaned back so she could dribble a few drops of maple syrup directly onto the top of her slit, where I could see the stiff little clit protruding slightly from the folds of her pussy lips.I didn't need any more encouragement than that, and I knelt on the floor between her legs. Judith had propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch,. I moved back in front of Cherry who now had her eyes closed as she swayed with the music. I got as close to her as I could and slowly untied the drawstring on the front of her top, being careful to be very discreet. Cherry felt what I was doing and opened her eyes and looked at me and then her top to ensure everything was still in order. She was still covered up and effectively all I had done was loosen the fabric that was holding her tits up. No one noticed so we were all good. Again I stepped.