The couple drinks that I had were affecting me now, and the fire play and the overall excitement of the event had left some wetness in my panties. We ...continued talking, and a few short moments later, she asked to kiss me. We began slowly, erotically. Her hands explored my neck, my body. I wrapped my legs around her, feeling her breasts. She took off my dress, leaving me in my full set of black lace lingerie. My wetness was increasing, and she brought her hands down my body to find my clit. Peter backed me onto the bed. We kissed and I rolled him onto his back, and gently raked my nails down his chest and tummy, following the trail with wet licks and kisses. I was keen on sucking his hard cock. Jack was watching closely and had stripped off his clothes.Jack gave me a reassuring smile as I looked at him over Peter’s cock. But I never had a chance to get my lips on it before Peter rolled me onto my back and went down on me first, his tongue expertly finding my clit. He moved his. ” He didn’t wait for approval and soon had his belt unfastened and was beginning to unzip.Brynn was flooded with uncertainty. Pull his pants down? That would mean his bare hand on … on the man’s bare erection! He had never even seen a grown man’s penis and now he was expected touch it--- bare---and masturbate it. Could he actually go that far? Yet, if he didn’t . . .“Please Brynn,” Gilbert pleaded. “you can’t stop. Not now. Not like a prick tease. Be worse than if we had never done. He is behind me. Slapping my ass with a thick leather strap, turning my caramel skin a glowing red as she watches, rubbing her clit and tugging a nipple. She’s the most beautiful blonde I’ve ever seen. The stupid kind of beautiful where you do stupid shit to get a woman like that to notice you. She’s the whole fucking package. The sweet woman she was during dinner has taken passenger to the horny, insatiable master of my night.A sharp squeak rushes from me before I can hold it back, squeezing.