“Have you seen Carrie?” Shit, it was Alex; my date for the night. God he can’t see me like this. Damon must have seen the fear in my eyes, he so...othed me with a gentle kiss then handed me a napkin. I looked at it, wondering where it had come from. He grinned and mouthed the word ‘cake’. Of course, my brain was still in post orgasmic bliss, obviously. I wiped myself dry and rearranged myself. Hoping to god that my dress wasn’t wet. I felt it hug my body and sighed in relief, it was dry. Damon. "You have such a pretty mouth Marcus. I want you to kiss my cock. Let me feel your pretty lips on my dick," he coaxed. I felt his hand pressuring behind my neck, pulling my head closer and closer until my lips touched his cock, warm on my lips. My mouth now touching his dick. It seemed so surreal. This wasn't me. It was someone else as I felt my lips slide across the head, planting kisses on the crown, on the side of his hard cock. Then without any further encouragement I let his dick slide. On the double bed, on their sides, Stu behind her, he lovingly inserted his love rod inside her wet vagina. This way, I could see in detail their union, the way his penis was lodged DEEP inside her. He moved as they made hot love, her head tilted up, so she could put her tongue into his mouth. Her moans of pleasure, as the bed creeked---or were it the floorboards? I had been asked to assist, so I had to. I lowered my face to where they were joined together. The aroma was so heady, the smell of. . the long leather thongs. Laura could feel a hot squirt of heightened sexual excitement in herself as she saw them."You want to go right to it?" she asked softly, running her hands all over Karen's delectable breasts, gently pinching the large, sensitive nipples she had just been sucking."You said you wanted to tie me up and fuck me," Karen said, dark eyes throbbing. "Here's your chance."Laura looked at the girl's incredible, jutting breasts, their swollen, damp nipples still glimmering with.