Amy was waxed and ready and Eric was armed with a little added "assistance" that was going to keep him in action for the ambitious night (and morning)...of activities ahead. A bottle of champagne for the room capped it off. Amy wanted something special but nothing too sappy and vanilla just because it was Valentine's Day. This night needed to be memorable; like the time he fucked her in his truck in an alley, or when he fucked her on rock on a narrow cliff ledge with the river rushing by below,. Your top rode up at the bottom hem allowing the guys next to you to see much more of your legs and the guys on the other couch (there were 5 guys here and me) to see your black trimmed pubes. Everyone's eyes were on your extremely sexy body and you put your hands back down onto the laps of the two guys next to you as you smiled at me.Your hands started to rub near their cocks and they became a bit bolder due to their drunk state and one guy placed his hand on your leg near your ever leaking. "Alexis bit her lip, not knowing what to say. "Not much to tell, I was kinda looking for the same thing. Wouldn't be able to tell you why, sorry. I'm not in a big talking mood tonight though." She stroked the stem of her wine glass and kept her gaze on the blood red liquid waiting for her."That's alright, honey, you don't have to sit here and entertain me," Chantal said. "If it's okay with you, I'm fine with just sitting here with you, some wine, and jazz." She took a slow mouthful of her vino. Surely, it was Norton’s turn to be surprised. Rowel was eating his ass like he had been doing it all his life. Soon Rowel tried to push a finger in Norton’s hole and it went in easy because he was all wet and relaxed, ready. Then Rowel got up and took a sachet of lube out of the pocket of his jacket and handed it to Norton. Norton was very much encouraged when Rowel began stroking his back as well as the butt because Rowel was not going to hurry into it and perhaps also knew other loving cares.