So as we sat at out booth we were speculating about which movie star we may recognize. We ordered drinks and appetizers and enjoyed trying to spot a ...star in the crowd, but it became quite obvious the food service would be slow tonight considering the party was in full swing. So as we watched the craziness of the party we or I should say I had my way with the Crown and Cokes that the waiter seemed to have and endless supply of. Misha’s eyes were fixed onto the party as the not knowing who was. He found the warmth of my wet pussy and rammed his cock into me. It grew larger as he pounded away. I gasped as I felt it grow and then squealed as it reached deeper than even Becky’s strap-on. “Oh fuck he is so big” I screamed but Toni wasn’t listening. She was too engrossed in her own pleasure. I finally knew why he was called Butcher. He really did have the meat. After a couple of minutes of frantic humping I could feel his knot rubbing my clit. I moaned as the combination of his huge cock. ”She then bent me over the table and both ankles were tied to the legs of the table. They tied my wrist to the other legs ... There was an indention in the table top where they put my chin. I knew why that was there! The feeling I had of being tied down and realizing that I had no control over what happened to me was so intense, I felt my little cock getting hard inside its plastic encasement. My legs were spread wide and my ass at the perfect position to be fucked. My mouth was available for. But I really think we should dine before taking this conversation anyfurther. I always think anticipation wets the appetite - and anyway, Idon't want my dinner to spoil." Laughing the three of us pelted Johnwith pillows before he and Simon retired to the kitchen, from whencethey returned bearing trays of delicious goodies.The meal was more a sort of tapas; lots of small dishes; each only amouthful or two but all delicious and washed down with copious refillsof wine. By the end of the meal both.