He then slipped all the way in as his balls slapped my open vaginal lips and his hip bones hit mine. I let out a big OOOHHHH!! THAAATTS! GOOOOODDDD!!!...He was holding my breasts and rolling my nipples between his thumbs and his forefingers. He began stroking me and I was answering by pushing back in time. I didn’t notice anyone else around me only the huge cock filling me. I was bending over one of the chairs and I was in a world of my own filled with pleasure. Finally he erupted in me and. ‘I didn’t ask for them. Nathan just told me the other day in the office.’ The group of four rolled their eyes and seemed to accept his explanation. ‘Where are you living?’ Doris demanded. James sensed the end of the inquisition approaching. ‘On Whitman St.—in a big Victorian house.’ James answered. ‘Oh! That’s my mother’s house. I grew up there.’ Doris piped up. She decided to release James at that moment. James got the feeling that she would be comparing notes with his landlady the next. She cursed him as she heard him leave the room. “Where the fuck are you going?” He went into the kitchen and got a bottle of olive oil and brought it back into the bedroom. She groaned when she heard the heavy bottle set down on the marble top of the nightstand. “OK, what the fuck, lets do everything my mother warned me about.”He laughed, and pulled the blindfold up onto her forehead. He opened the bottle and poured a little out onto his hand and started oiling up his cock. She watched him,. I'd thought perhaps to sit on Stacey's lap, but apparently she wasn't in a cuddling mood that night. It made it easier for me to ferry food back and forth between the kitchen counter and the table, anyway.I took every opportunity to touch them as I served. Nothing gratuitous, but the swell of a breast against a shoulder, a nipple in the back, or the swell of my butt at their side. When I sat on my bar chair at the counter, I kept one heel propped on the top crossbar, giving everybody a clear.