Jose watched intently as his friend got blown by her.Jose grabbed Alma's hand and told her that she needed to make him feel good, too. When Alma hesit...ated, Jose leaned over and told her she's would regret it if she didn't make him feel good, too. Alma began to grab his crotch through his pants. He pulled his zipper down and allowed Alma to pull his cock out and play with it properly. Alma looked over at her friend whose head was bobbing up and down on Sergio. She then heard Sergio grunt as he. So it was important that nobody could see a face and that the decision was made only by feelings.It was not too late when we got back home. I called Cathy and asked how she was doing, she replied that she was lonely and could use some company. I hustled over to her place. It was so nice to see her. My heart rate increase when she opened the door and we hugged. It was nothing sexual at all, only so good to feel her in my arms. She asked if I wanted a beer. We sat down on the couch and drank our. We also slept that way. At my house, she didn't care. I guess her mom's presence freaked her out a little too. To be honest, I liked the darkness so I set up my room with blinds and curtains that killed the outside light. I bought the same stuff for Karen; she appreciated a lot more than I thought it deserved--not that I complained about being blown three times in a row without break.Being completely in the dark gave me bad ideas! Not really bad ideas, just thoughts about things Karen said I. .. me... I take the unfamiliar tool in my hand, take a trial swish, I eye my target then with a swish and a slap the cane hits home. Instantly a red line across the alabaster orbs of her seat, a slight twitch and a moan, A second follows, getting a taste for this feeling of power, then a third rewarding me with an evenly spaced three stripe pattern and the sound of her moans and near screams, like music to my ears. I return the cane, reluctantly it must be said and I stand to one side waiting.