The tip was already glistening with pre-cum. My wife stroked my shaft, milking the clear, slippery liquid to the tip and then captured as much as she ...could on the tip of her finger and popped it in her mouth. Her friend said, "Didn't anyone tell you not to bring anything to a party unless you were going to share?" and then leaned over the seat, kissed my wife and plunged her tongue deep in her mouth to try and get a taste. While they were kissing, the friend reached over to milk some more. Diana took her husband's hand. "Hon, why don't you go back to the bedroom and try to take a nap? None of us are going anywhere. Nothing is going to happen. The only thing we have planned is the cleaning crew is coming in for their usual Monday cleanup. I've already arranged with the company to have a larger crew here Wednesday to give the whole place a once-over before the guests get here. Maybe with a little sleep, some of your anxiety will go away."Jeff leaned against the wall. "Crap. Maybe. Her movements were slow, lethargic in comparison to the bubbly girl who had been with them that morning in the Jacuzzi. The contrast again reminded Lauren of the danger they were all in, and turning back to the screen, she saw herself sitting sweetly on the big white chair, showing a hint of her knickers to the camera underneath the white fairy-tale dress.Her senses returned to the present as the two girls knelt between Lauren’s legs as one of the men in the congregation placed a hand just. Then I felt someone take my left hand and place it on another cock, the one that had been in my ass first. Three cocks. I was loving it. Again I felt a hand on my cock. “He’s rock hard,” a voice said. “I want him in my ass,” another voice answered. The cock pulled out of my hole. Several hands gripped me, and I was turned over on my back, thighs pressed back against my chest. The cock -- I think it was the same one -- pushed back inside, deeper this time. “Fuck me,” I said. “I’ll fuck.