I pulled back to see the last rope of my br(o)thers cum splash on my face.Oh fuck that was good. Thank you Jane.He took his fingers and rubbed his cum...in my face.This is great my br(o)ther told me. My ex would rarely suck my dick let alone swallow. She'd never come to this place.We turned our attention back to the stage. A few couples were jerking off their significant others to cum on Pam with her husbands encouragement.Where did you find this place?Sarah had her wedding reception here last. There was no conversation as she ate. Abigail was not sure of me, the circumstances, or what was next for her, and I appreciated her uncertainty enough to let her think things through, ask whatever questions she wished to ask, and decide for herself what was next for Abigail.When she was finished, she took the plates and cups to the roof top sink, washed them clean, and put them in the cupboard beneath the countertop. All that time she kept her thoughts to herself, giving no indication of her. As the chatting continued no one moved to get dressed. Amy was becoming more uncomfortable as the talk turned to sex. Apparently Amy was not the only one looking at the naked bodies in the room because the conversation turned to a discussion of their bodies.Susie liked her big breasts but she complained that they attracted too many boys. Grace felt that her body was just average and her face was ok. She lifted weights to develop herself the way she wanted to sculpt her body. Wendy was gorgeous.. Some time passed. Neither partner was in a hurry. Ned decided tasting was better than touching and moved his mouth over her nearest nipple. Kisses, tongue laps, lips pressing down to remold the elasticity, tender tooth grips extending the masses upward into perfect geometric cones brought forth murmurs and moans. The play extended until Ned felt too aroused to continue with simple petting. The nipple playing was going to turn into genital frolicking. He rose up and moved completely over.