.The boys found my den with a pool table and music and were playing pool and Julia was drinking watching and who ever wasnt playing was sat with her f...ingering her kissing her and getting sucked or fucking her... The whole situation was mad and very fun... It was starting to get late and i wondered who was sleeping where ? It turned out that Julia took one bedroom and i took one and the 3 boys were alternating between my room and her room either fucking her or fucking me . In the morning around. Her other hand was gripping the edge of the table and she had sunk down low in her seat. I trailed my finger down her wrist to her palm using this as an indicator in how much the pleasure increased in her body. The farther I got down on her hand, the better she felt. By the time I got to the middle of her palm, she was letting out little moans and had started to writhe in the seat. I made a little circle with my finger and she jerked slightly and bit her lip. She released her death grip on the. "Yes. There's a Kojak festival tonight." He handed her the clipboard and returned to the polite, indulgent delivery man voice. "Sign here, please mum."As Mrs. Swampwater signed, the delivery man waved in two men carrying video equipment. They squeezed past both of the people in the doorway. Each gave the harried haus frau a tip of the hat and a very cheerful "good day." Who are they and why do they have cameras," queried Mrs. Swampwater as she returned the clipboard."Oh mum. They are the video. He was leaning against the wall in the far corner; she said to her self in confidence, “I must have him”. She looked at him he was beautiful short spiked black hair, his lips looked a wonderful shade pink, and looked so kissable, she had to taste him badly; his hands were in the pockets of his black trench coat, he was wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans, as well as black sneakers, he had a nicely trimmed goatee and several piercing up his right ear, his constant stair burning into her skin.