When he pulled out, cum gushing out of me: a mixture of his and mine and the last guy's, as someone picked me up, spun me around and lowered me onto a...soft surface... a couch or a bed... then spread my legs and slid inside my sloppy cunt."Oh yes, you please fuck me too," I begged, as the biggest cock yet filled me, causing a slight pain as he too reached new depths within me and stretched me even wider.That was all I got to say before someone pulled my head up. I propped my elbows under myself. The only odd thing was as I followed my dad up the stairs to the new bedrooms was the fact that there was no door leading into either one. They were both open, though separated by a wall, but each led out to a small overhanging balcony looking down into the rooms below, thus keeping the 'loft-like' feel to them, but sacrificing whatever privacy might have been needed or required from time to time. Still, it was an interesting set up, and architecturally beautiful in design."So where's Kathy?" I. "Well, what do you think of our hospitality?" Bob asked, lighting a Vega cigar and hiding behind the blue cloud of smoke."Wonderful," Gwen said, feeling gay and heady from the coffee and wine."Let's adjourn to the patio." Sybil stood and waved them up.The air was warm and soothing as it brushed against Gwen's liquor-tingling face. She touched her nose and felt the numbness as she walked slowly around the pool and looked into the pale green water with the wavering tiled bottom. She felt like. I stood back and held the camera up as everyone, like seasoned performers, began groaning and pumping. "Hi Honey," Julie said into the camera. "You've always wanted to know what I wanted." She sucked on Tim's cock. "Well this is it." She sucked on Nick's cock. "So come back to the pub and come to Room 11. Oh fuck this is good." She held Sharon's head and spun it around so that I could film her licking Julie's clit and Matt's huge, thick cock. I filmed some more until it ended and another.