Her face was contorted in her familiar, just-before-orgasm rictus; moments later her heels locked in place and her moans changed to the choked whimpe... that signals her release. Before she had completely finished, a much deeper groan signaled his. Almost immediately, he was on his feet and pulling his pants up. He showed no surprise when he turned and saw me in the doorway; probably, he took me for the next in line. With a friendly nod, he brushed past me and out before I could get my frozen. ”“Good. I’m on my way.”“My parents are Tammy and Sonny Wells. Not Klimenko.”“Ah. Because you have your bio dad’s last name.”“Bio dad. A little Fallon rub off on you?” Fallon was adopted and there were always foster babies at her house.“Yeah. Funny, huh? But that’s it, right? He’d have to adopt you for you to be a Wells.”“Yup. I’ve been a Klimenko my whole life. I don’t want to have to learn how to sign my name a different way. How do you even write a cursive capital W?” I was sure that was a. “Frustrated with your notebook?” I asked She just smiled and continued typing, “I have to get these mails out and some people are just making it so difficult to keep your cool. Plus, I have a meeting in two hours which has me so nervous it could kill me.” I just smiled and carried on with my work. “I will not bother you then.” “Its okay, it’s soothing to hear a friendly voice,” she replied. That was our conversation. However, I sneaked peeks at her. Watching her hands with fascination, I. Facinating as it might be, it is still just pissing during sex. I know some women do not piss but secrete a white, sweet fluid when they get turned on. That is different. Eventually, the party wound down and all left except one solo woman and the two young men. M had asked them to stay.The woman turned out to be bi and the guys were sexual toys for M and the woman I will refer to as Di. Di brought a strap-on. She and M took turns fucking each other as the two boys and I took turns fucking.