"There is no shortage of women who would givetheir left arm to have his cock between their lips." Thank you, Derek," I stammered, blushing deeply. "I ...eel honoured thatyou let me do that for you."Both of them chuckled at my response and Helen motioned with her hand toa chair which I assumed was an instruction to take a seat. I sat down,smoothed the dress I was wearing and waited to be told what was next. Iwas more than a bit concerned about the length of conversations the twohad been having. The men were off preparing for conflict—negligent of the women they would leave behind. The ladies entertained themselves in the rooms of Mademoiselle Katarina—a decadent 1930s slumber party. A fire burned in the grate casting shadows where the light of a lone lamp did not reach. Cinnamon, crimson, and tangerine colored the skin of the serving girl nearest the fire—her hips lush and round, as anxious for what the night would bring as her mistress.Schubert, Duet Fantasy in F. Just two hands on. By the time I could complete it, it was past 11:30 at night. Tired and hungry, I dragged myself to the bus stop hoping to get something which can take me to my house. Waiting at the stop with me was another guy of about 21 age, slim, clean shaven and fair. In all he looked cute. He was wearing a slim fit body hugging jeans with a t-shirt. The fitting of his jeans gave nice glimpse of his round ass.I noticed the guy staring at me. It was a stare more than a casual glance. I ignored it thinking. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth to me, and moaned, then kissed me back, more urgently. I broke, then smiled at her.“Softly now. Let me get you landed safely where we’ll be more comfortable, okay? Then we can continue this – and I’m going to get you to cum at least twice more.”She looked down, blushed again, then kissed my neck.I stood up, got another microfiber cloth from my pack, and placed it down on the sleeping bag next to her, then placed the dildo on it, then removed the mask from.