At the party I met Robert Stanwick and his wife Megan. Robert was Jennifer's new manager and the host of the party. He was six feet tall and very athl...etic looking. He must have been about thirty-five years old and had dark brown hair. His wife Barbara was tall, maybe five feet eleven inches, with long dark brown hair, much like Jennifer's, and a great shape. Robert seemed like a nice guy. After talking to Robert and Barbara for a while, I met and talked with some of the other men and women that. I loved the way John took his time to pay close attention to each one, sucking gently on each one. He gently worked his way to my abdomen, planting kisses as he went lower and lower on my torso. I unsnapped the button on my jeans, as I toe-to-heel kicked off my shoes. John quickly helped me out of my jeans, leaving me clad in nothing more than my lacy black panties, which clung to my womanly parts.My panties didn’t stay on long either. John quickly stripped me of my last stitch of any dignity,. "Right so I had some good leverage on one nice looking girl, my next problem was how to make the best use of it. While I pondered this, I heard giggling in Beth's bedroom through the partition wall. Who's she got in there, I bet it's her boyfriend Dave, she knows it's not allowed, if mum knew she'll go spare. I didn't have long to wait. I stationed myself at the top of the stairs to witness them exiting her bedroom. They were still dressing, Beth's blouse was still undone and she hadn't. My tongue licking as I took the hard throbbing muscle from my mouth before sucking it once more. Tom was grunting, pleasured moans I think and the real possibility he was going to spurt in my mouth. I just carried on sucking, rubbing and licking almost oblivious to what was happening around me.There had been no mercy given when dragged by my hair and bent over the bed. The panties yanked down hard, my ass cheeks split apart, and the big purple bulb pushed at my virgin hole. No time to react, no.