When my voice stopped my mouth did not. A kiss to the tender spot just beneath it caused her to shiver, but not with the chill, more likely from the f...re building within her already. She squirmed her butt against where she knew my growing phallus would be, the very same butt I had pounded my cock deep into only a little while before. She was right on target as the lush crack rubbed along my swelling shaft. Her head turned and her eyes made the hunger for food a thing of the past, my hunger now. My wife Sarah often attended these all female events to support Chris and had bought dildos, vibrators, etc to help Chris, on commission, but of course I doubt any of the women could afford a fucking machine. As all the women had been drinking before hand to bolster their courage Sarah was a bit surprised when Chris volunteered to try the machine out herself. “Well it is my do so I should help demonstrate it. Besides it looks like lots of fun!” Chris justified her reasons. “I never said a. How are you going to get all of this back to your hotel?"Between the purchases that Lynn and Barbara didn't know about and the ones she had managed to put together down here it probably wouldn't all fit into the Limo."I guess I didn't think about all of that Barbara. Any chance that you folks could have this delivered to my suite at the Manchester Grand Hyatt?" I asked."I'm sure we can arrange something." Good, but it's more than just what you have down here I'm afraid. I also have a few other. Putting my arm around him I whispered: “Its time you got to know me better.” I held up my cock and gently pushed his head into my lap, “Suck me Roger.” Then I fed him my cock.It was turning out to be a fun evening, Heather was eating Wendy’s pussy as if she was a member of Dykes on Bikes, and Roger was blowing me. Wendy had called this one right. I didn’t want to disappoint Roger so holding his head in place I came in deep in him mouth. Still hard I walked over to the girls, Wendy saw me.