Christina smiled and ran her tongue down Britney’s neck, to her tight white cotton shirt, circling her nipples through the shirt, down to her cock. ...hristina circled Britney’s cock with her tongue, gently kissing her female balls and looked up into Britney’s eyes. Britney was sweating lightly and had an expression of lust and frustration on her face.“Please…”Christina ran her tongue along the shaft of Britney’s dick until finally arriving at the drop of precum on its head. Once again she looked. His meat muscle had a life of its own. It quivered and throbbed against her lips. She knew she had him when the muscle along the underside of his shaft spasmed. The swollen glans deep in her throat erupted. Hot spunk jetted. She swallowed, and swallowed. In long slow slides he emptied his juice into her gullet.Her tongue had barely licked her lips clean when she became aware of the next man. He quickly pushed his cock into her mouth. Gloria was a bit disappointed that he seemed to want to rush. ”“But there must have been an occasion.”“Oh, there was,” I chuckled. “When I was twelve I used a particularly vulgar Russian phrase. It was all in jest with my friend Dale. Unfortunately, my mom heard it. The punishment was swift and severe. I had my mouth washed out with Ivory soap. I can still taste it! From that point on, I never said THAT phrase again.”“Do you mind if I ask?”“Russian or English?” I grinned.“Learning Russian is on my list of things to do, right after a sex-change operation,”. As my eyes grew accustomed to the light i could see one guy with his hand on the cock of the guy sitting next to him wanking him slowly, another was putting a condom on his own cock and begin to wank himself off, the only woman was sitting alone on my row on the other side of the room, every now and again i looked over she seemed more interested to the other men in the room than the film. Every now and again i caught her eye looking over at me; this made me so horny, i was in a room with.