The first time he’d seen her, she was arm candy of a movie director at a fancy party in LA. He heard her laugh first, or so the narrative he spun fo... himself began. Her laugh was so full of life and light, he quickly turned to see who could be making this beautiful, musical laughter and their eyes met. Fireworks, fireworks as their eyes met, or so Pierre liked to recall. He’d never seen eyes quite so green, almost a blue spruce green, with tiny flecks of amber. It was then he’d fallen under her. He didn't hear but, upon seeing him, Jeff mentioned Ben couldlearn one thing or not.- Please, this is not the time.Yet, Craig knew how much novelty he brought up in Jeff and Ben's 5-yearrelationship. Both lovers were crazy for each other but also wild fortheir guest, which created an interesting mix. As Craig took turns suckingthem, Jeff and Ben just made out while watching him going down on them.- Fuck, he's so good, he hasn't forgotten anything! Ben joked.- How could I anyway? I've got my. She let out a guttural moan that almost caused me to cream my pants. Then I let it slip from my mouth and said I had to finish the milking. Becky groaned but moved back out of the way, so I could finish.As I was putting things away I heard “There is nothing dripping out of me”. Becky was leaning back against the same bench as last year, her halter top untied, her mini skirt hiked up over her waist, no panties, and her legs slightly spread exposing her cute little pussy. I walked up close to her. Suddenly breathing became difficult when I saw her shoes. Delicate feet encased in five inch, black patent leather pumps. Be still my throbbing heart!The raw music, the dimly lit smoky haze, the smell of excitement; it all blended together into an atmosphere bent toward secrets, intimacy, and sex.I stalked her with my gaze while she ordered a mixed drink, then nibbled delicately on a bar pretzel. She wasn't hiding in her dark corner; no, her eyes were constantly moving, watching,.