Still, she had agreed to this. And she did feel some comfort in that the others were obviously quite familiar with this kind of thing, and didn’t ac...ually seem to overly fazed by it. Maria figured that if she knew how this hairbrush felt now, she’d make damn sure Anthony didn’t have much occasion to use it once they were wed! “If you’re ready for the next stage, Maria, take your position over my lap,” commanded Stella. Maria mustered her courage and, for the second time that evening, draped. 45 p.m. the Barman came over to us and asked us if we wanted one for the road as he was closing in a few minutes. He said that as it was my birthday the drinks would be on the house. We decided to take him up on his kind offer.I walked up to the bar to get our drinks and as I was waiting the man standing at the bar started talking to me. By now, apart from mom and me, he was the only customer left and he should probably have gone home as well because he seemed pretty drunk and I had great. “What happened?” I asked? “oh, they just brought out the appetizers” responded our new friend. “By the way, my name is Cynthia”. In turn we introduced ourselves too. We were almost done our wine, sitting there in the tub with Cynthia bobbing in the water in front of as we chatted about this, that and nothing at all. The tub was getting hotter and hotter (temperature wise) so you and I ended up lifting ourselves out of the water to sit on the side. By then my cock had recovered, and you had. She was getting close too. We all sensed the other’s getting close to climax and our speed and ferocity increased. S deep throating me, the sensation making me quiver as my balls began to tingle and twitch. Her moaning rose in pitch and volume. K’s hand had stopped stroking and changed to a fingering motion. Our bodies seemed in unison as we all tensed up before the release, I could feel my muscles flex and tighten before letting go. I spewed rope after rope of hot cum deep down S’s throat. Her.