She was thrusting them quickly and making the woman moan again too. I could tell by the look on her face. I found myself stroking like mad again, but ... was sure I couldn't cum like I did before. I'd just shot a monster load, and doing it again so soon would be very difficult. My lips departed, and threw out a few moans of my own. I never been treated such a great show before, it was almost a shame that they were eventually gonna stop. "Oh, fuck," I moaned. I never sweat so much in my life. I. Then later Beth and Allan will go home and fuck like rabbits all the while laughing about how she had teased the guy. That was the play anyway. Allan learns that the Adonis’ name is Angel and a Latino. The men chat about women and sports and women. The usual guy shit. Allan nod in the direction of Beth. Is she a hottie or what? Yes she is responds, Angel. Think I am going to give her a shot says Allan. He slides off of his stool and walks over to where Beth is sitting. Of course he doesn’t ask. Perhaps I was coming down with something. My self reflective state taking a backseat to my libido, I stepped forward and said, "Hi." The girl smiled and chuckled, her flushed features becoming a bit more manageable. "Happy holiday." She said in a soft, sweet voice. Finally able to get my bearings and find my lost vocabulary, I said, "Thanks, to you too." And without a second glance I rushed back inside, leaving a stunned delivery girl at my door, wondering if she'd reached an insane asylum. Sacrificed! while secured on a communal bed attended by her two maid`s in waiting! She would be ‘taken’ by numerous members of the committee, the number of actual donators picked at the ‘altar’ beforehand by the lady herself. All this before them allowing her husband to take her home, well filled with their (hopefully potent) seed. The maids being there to deal with those of the committee members on the list, not engaged with the actual ceremonial act, that way no one on the committee`s list.