Tristan was not far behind him, letting out a huge warm load into Colton’s ass. Tristan moaned as well, thrusting into Colton over and over as he fi...led Colton’s bowels with his cum. He pulled out and adjusted his grip so that Colton could stand up, but he continued to hold onto Colton’s incredible ass, fondling it as they kissed. They made their way back to the bed, and Colton lay in Tristan’s arms.Just outside the door, Brandon was approaching his orgasm as well. He was bent over on his. ” She giggled when she cummed too. Later that night I fucked her in the bathroom while the party was still going on. I pulled her panties off, sat her on the counter and fucked her to two orgasms. And she giggled both times. She had to go ‘commando’ the rest of the evening because I kept her panties as a trophy.The irony was that I’d met her husband, James at the beginning of the summer. He was a super masculine, deep voiced, big, strong, sloppy, deep voiced, carpenter kind of a guy, not a. .”“Hush, boy. Trust me and just go with it...”One hand keeping the cheeks apart she worked the oil into the puckered hole until her first one finger then two penetrated to their knuckles. In a steady rhythm she eased them in and out, feeling his body begin to respond. Soon he was thrusting himself up with hoarse grunts to take her in deeper and she felt his cock, huge and wet, riding her bare thigh.“Oh fuck...I...am...gonna...CUM!” It was almost a shout and with fingers still jammed into his. This understanding once helpedhim take most of that control back into his own hands, something notgiven up until he involved himself in this insanity.But never before did he dream of falling while awake nor land on anairbag that collapsed beneath his weight, the sound of air escaping fromside baffles and the smell of rubber assaulting his nose. Eyes open, hethe bottom of Heather's bed above him, a trap door magicked into hismattress and secured against his Diva watcher. She could only stare.