I feel another cumming coming on, once I do, I ask Brian to let me suck his cock. He kneels next to me, to have his dick next to my mouth. I open up... and he slides in. MMMM I love he taste of my cum.Brian sees that I'm fingering my pussy, so he pulls from my mouth and continues on fucking me. Just a few minutes later, Brian gets off and squirts his cum on my chest. He went to get me a towel, when I stopped him and sad that won't be necessary. Someone at the party will want to lick it up.. The room held a set of bunks (identical to the ones at my house), a TV on the wall at their eye level and several chairs scattered about.The boys had a pair of small chairs that were comfortable and ergonomically safe. The chair I sat in was identical to theirs but large enough for an adult. Its mate was pushed along the wall and out of the way. The chairs had been my Christmas present to the boys two years earlier. The adult chairs got almost as much use as the smaller models.Matt and Sarah. Their passionwas for playing cards; especially bridge, and they had a regular, weeklycard evening with Joyce and a friend of theirs from across town.So, for a week or two, the lives of our little community settled incomfortable routine; weekly card games for Joyce, Fiona and Mary; quietevenings in for me; and noisy returns from work on the part of Mai-Li,Nancy and Gloria.Needless to say I had taken up the girl's invitation to their club. I hadenjoyed their show very much but cross-dressing. I just wanted my luggage to arrive.I got out of the bath, put on the dressing gown. Kerry was sitting in the living room looking at a magazine."Any sign of my luggage yet?" I asked her."No, so I've put out some clothes on your bed. I hope they fit; they were the biggest and most masculine I could find." Thanks," I said. I went into my bedroom. On the bed was a pair of jeans, a baggy long sleeved T-shirt, some plain knickers and a pair of black opaque tights. Tights? I didn't expect that. Still.