“I’m going to do it. I’m going to suck his cock.” “Only if you want to.” Lisa didn’t answer, but the sounds told me what was happening. ...Patrick’s breath was racing, and the sound of his cock sometimes popping out of her mouth in between the noisy slurps as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft were hugely arousing. I could only imagine how he was struggling to maintain his control. I knew how Patrick would be working my mouth if it was me there between his legs, sucking him. I could almost. Just in front of the door, there was a pair of dark red panties. I picked them up and noticed two things. They were an uncommon blend of cotton and lace…and they were very, very wet. Whoever this mystery woman was, she had definitely been waiting for me. With this in mind, I opened my bedroom door. What I found was a scene most men only hear about. Candles were everywhere, giving the room a subtle glow, enough to find your way around. What drew my attention, however, was the person sitting on. -man', bone-head, or butt-head cave-man, as in the celebrity, not the former president of the u.s.a., you know as in other words 'mr.-jello-pudding-pop' being of whom I myself had last heard is practically if not possibly making that being of 'the-can' like one big picnic for he himself, but then can't really say that that could possibly become, or be the case for a one MR. R KELLY BEING OF WHOM HAD JUST RECENTLY TURNED HIMSELF INTO TO 'THE-FUZZ-MAN', & MUCH RATHER THAN INSTEAD KEEP ACTING LIKE. I tried to pull the blanket over me to hide when the new guy said, “Oh look, the sexy one is finally awake.”My boyfriend and Abhi just smiled and started pulling the blanket off me. I tried to struggle but it was useless, these two strong big guys easily took the blanket off me and I was again completely exposed in front of Abhi and the new guy. My boyfriend pulled me up and made me kissed me on my lips, “Slept well, babe?”I hid behind my boyfriend and asked for the blanket. They refused to.