“Can I fuck you?” he whispered around our tongues. “Yes.” “Pull down your pants, little lady.” He was already undoing his belt buckle so I...did as he requested. I was just starting to push them down my hips when he lowered his jeans to mid-thigh, his hard, heavy cock swaying before him. I stared down at him, wanting to wrap both of my hands around him. Before I had the chance, he grasped my hips, spun me around then roughly pulled my pants down. “Oh yeah,” he said, placing his hand on my ass,. Someone mentions the champagne glasses. Apparently, they are not the typical champagne flutes but traditional champagne saucers.One of our little group says, "These glasses are a limited edition, modelled to perfectly cup Kate Moss's left breast." I comment that it's a good thing that they weren't modelled on mine otherwise we'd all be going home sober. Thankfully, everybody laughs, and I feel you send a big throb of approval into my pussy.God, I am so blissfully happy. The throb settles into a. They want their machine shut down.” I grinned. “But it just going to keep giving these powers to people around me, right?”All three men nodded.“Good thing everyone around me will use their powers to my benefit.” I glanced at Sam standing beside me, a thoughtful look on her face. “Benefit us,” I hastily amended. I took her hand, squeezing it. “Right?”She didn’t answer.“You’re not going to shut down the machine?” Miller asked.“Why? This power...” A huge grin spread across my lips. Ideas spilled. Once there lying in bed she told me she wanted to repay me for the months we were estranged because of her abnormal way of behaving.I told her not to worry as everything was all right now; that I would try to understand what she had been passing through."My love I want for you to fuck me again but it must be not by the usual way, for now it can't be missionary I may suck you, or if you prefer we could, sometimes, do anal"I was dumbfounded, "What happened to your vagina, have you some problem.