Fingertips softly glided around her neck, down her arms, and around her belly. She could feel gentle prods and pokes along her ribs and under her arms... Elise removed her sandals and explored the soles and bridges of her bare feet with light fingernail touches. Diane giggled and squirmed against me as I continued with my own explorations of her upper body. She was becoming very excited (as was I) from this subtle torture. We decided to move to the next level.I opened and drawer in the end table. .I'm getting close!...Get ready, slut!...Here it comes!. Take it bitch!Suck my cum!...Take it all you pig-slut-whore!...Ugggg!..." he screamed as hepulled Cumbag's head all the way down his cock.His legs shook as his balls emptied into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of hot,thick, gooey cum splattered the inside of her mouth. Cumbag didn't swallow hiscum. He pulled his cock from her mouth and dribbled the last dregs of his cuminto her right eye. Cumbag opened her mouth so that the other boys could. That type of erotic music can almost put you in another mental world by itself, but especially during the depths of good sex"Ohhhhhh, I think you like this." She said in heat. "You like tasting his cock on my kisses." My eyes never opened I just kept tasting and lightly licking her clit, making love to her with my mouth, and showing her my appreciation for her being so erotic with me."Do you like my pussy being turned on by another man?" She asked between breaths. I looked up and our eyes met. She started talking to me about how unicorns were her favourite, and how she loved the inflatable I was wearing. The exact words she and I used are lost to me as the alcohol took effect.“Can I borrow your unicorn?” she asked shyly as I smiled mischievously.“Sure you can, on the condition that when you return it you have a drink with me. And he is called Reginald.” She considered my condition before nodding, me taking my inflatable unicorn off and handing it to her. I returned to my regiment.