..meh.Also I put this up on my fetlife profile before this posting.A deep burning need was all that Celine could bring to the forefront of her mind. S...e could feel the heat building, a tangible force that tantalizingly threatened to swallow her whole world and leave nothing but pleasure. Her loins burned with the need to be touched, the air (though temperate) was surely frigid if her skin was to be believed. One of the dangling ends of her thick silk blindfold was manipulated and she caught her. 'Started without me?' I said cheekily. 'Mmmmmmm' she murmured with her mouth full of my cock. She sucked on my cock for a few minutes till it was full length then she took it out of her mouth. She beckoned me down to kiss her then whispered in my ear 'I want you to fuck my ass'. 'Are you sure?' I asked her. 'Don't worry, I'll be gentle' she said, with a mischevious grin.She rolled over onto all fours - I reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out the jar of vaseline. 'Better get my ass all. " As she said this shereached out and rubbed my cock through the panties. "Mmmmm feels like anice little cock."By now the substances in the drink had really kicked in and my cock wasfirm in the panties.Lastly she introduced Olga (who had been rubbing her cock beside herleg). Olga stood up and I noticed her breasts were a little smaller thenCleo's, probably about a D cup. Then I saw what made Olga special. It wasthe size of her cock. It was rock hard, and it was huge. I was juststaring at it. By the time I got to the last contact in my phone, I was ready to give up.“Hey June, what are you doing for dinner?” I asked.“Nothing at all why?” she asked.“I had a wild hair up my ass and cooked way more food than I can eat alone. Why don’t you pick your favorite person, and come to dinner.” I suggested.“What the fuck has gotten into you? You never cook, you have never invited me to dinner, and you never invited me to the farm,” she stated it as a fact not a question. The thing that is even.