Well, why not? I told her sure and that was that.The next evening, she told me that we were on and would be serving the dinner naked and available for...our guest's pleasure. To tell you the truth, I was pretty excited but also just a bit concerned about how far things could go.Then she told me that same-sex stuff was only agreed by both parties and that none of the men were into homosexual couplings. And pain and such was also off the table. The group was more conventional in sexual tastes which. To make matters worse I now faced a new torture as strands of my silky blonde tail began to tease and stick to my sticky wet thighs. Watching her warily I reached down to pick up the last piece of my outfit. For some reason I needed to finish putting on the last piece of my outfit. I wouldn't even be able to pull the straps tight around the arm binder. But it didn't matter I needed to do it. Maybe it was because I wanted to feel the cool rubber against my bare arms that drove my actions, or. "Yeah, and this sure helps with the way I'm feeling right now. It's nice that my twin sister is helping me get off," Brock told me as his hand went back and forth as he stood over me."Are you guys going to shoot on me, is that why you're so close?" We won't if you don't want us to," Brock said and I told them that I can always dive in the pool after or, I added, "I can always make you each lick yours off," grinning up at them while they masturbated standing over me.My twin was the first to. I’m Edward Bullington.”He turned and returned to the table in the room.I followed him in and stopped when I saw another man. I had never met Roger Stone in person, but considering why we were all there, I couldn’t think of anyone else it could be. Roger had well cut sandy blond hair, striking blue eyes, and chiseled features. He smiled and I could see why people would instantly like him. He wasn’t just handsome, he was devastatingly so. It made me hate him all that much more.Bullington waved at.