She watched the enjoyment on my face as she exposed her breasts to me. I grinned at her before placing my free hand to her bare back and pulling her c...hest to my mouth. She cooed as she felt her hard nipple come in contact with my warm wet tongue, causing her to tingle.Sabrina smiled as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back, enjoying the pleasure treatment I was giving her. Yes, she thought, my friends were going to love him. She lightly gripped fistfuls of my short hair as his mouth. Flynn and I were going to be better fuck partners than Martha and Ihad ever been.Chapter Six - Party GirlWas I the last person on Earth who didn't know what a pantyboy spunkparty was?It seemed that they were all the rage since an issue of Panty Boymagazine introduced the concept a couple of years earlier.It's simple, really.Four or more pantyboys.Four or more admirers.A house with four or more bedrooms.A place for the pantyboys to dress, shower, freshen their makeup,shower and recharge.A food. To the future happiness of the Martins?"They did, zestfully, each raising his glass, then sipping from it. After, Jan said: "Darrel thought he might be a little late, so I've asked Rosita to slow down dinner, Darling." Fine," Gil replied, dropping down beside her on the davenport and reaching for her slender, soft, hand. "I still don't know how you did it, Baby, but I'm not complaining. If Darrel told you he'd endorse my note, then he will... and you can't imagine what a happy man that makes. We lingered there for a moment, and it was warm and rather nice after all.Jem smiled when we pulled apart. ‘Sweet deal,’ he murmured, more to himself than me. ‘I get to whack off AND kiss you.’Then he lay back down and let me see his penis again. It was softer than before but not for long. Jem kept looking at me as he pulled on it, and I wasn’t sure what he wanted. I was happy to just to watch him smooth that fascinating skin up and down, but clearly he was looking for something else.‘What?’ I.