Then her hand went lower to Alice’s crotch. Helen applied a little pressure to Alice’s crotch, and she let out a low moan. Alice’s g-string was ...et, and it was obvious that she was ready. The gown was discarded, and Helen stood up. Alice adjusted herself on the sofa, and Helen removed her top and bra, letting her breasts fall freely. She then pulled down her jeans to reveal a black pair of french knickers, which Alice loved. She put her hands on Helen’s firm ass and squeezed. She then kissed. I followed behind them about five paces just to watch the crowd reaction. The Pope and the President together would not have turned more heads. I had beeped Mary so I knew she and Eve’s escort were at The Left Bank, nibbling hor d’oeuvres and sipping wine. We joined them there. I could tell from Eve’s conversation the whole time with me was wiped from her conscious mind. We said our goodbyes, leaving Eve to explain to her escort why she was too tired to do anything else that evening.“Well? How. I wasn't sure what it was so I started to move my hand around and feel it. I realised. I was playing with Carl's balls. And the feeling on the left-side of my hand as his cock, dangling by the side. He didn't say anything. I stopped. I didn't know what I was doing. He didn't move either."You alright buddy?"I groggily replied, "Yeah, what happened?" You fell over and passed out. Maybe it's the heat." Yeah... That's what it was..."Oh.... Oh okay...." My mind was rushing and yet absent at the same. “Thank you, Tim. I could never have imagined an orgasm like that before. I thought I was losing my mind. It was like there was nothing in the world left except what you were making me feel. There were lights flashing and noises, and the things you were making me feel, way down deep. Thank you so much.” She kissed me and snuggled on my arm.“I didn’t hurt you? I thought I might have hurt you with the noises you made.”“Not really, and it was a good hurt. Does that make sense?”I kissed her.