I was put on the floor and the next thing I saw was a big cock coming at my mouth. I took it but wasn’t giving him a blow job. He was just fucking m... mouth. I was still being fingered but the fingers were soon replaced by a cock. After my mouth and pussy were filled with cum I was helped up and told to enjoy the rest of the party. I drank another beer before heading to the dance floor. As the night went on, more and more of the body paint was rubbed off. Some guy decided it was time for a “suck. “Of course,” he chuckled. “Which is why I go home and jack off like a man possessed after I leave you.”Meg blushed.“I think about you when I do. I imagine what it would be like to slide my thick, hard cock into that pussy of yours, right here on this bench. And the imagery causes quite an eruption!” he admitted.“You think about fucking me out here in the open?” she asked.“Yes, I do,” he said quietly.“Well, this spot is too public for such an adventure,” Meg said.Henry nodded, “Of course.”She. “You know, I almost opened your zipper last night to do this back then, but I was feeling so good with the massage and still a bit nervous about approaching you so I chickened out.” As she licked the head and that sensitive spot just under the head she continued to say, “I’m sorry my skills aren’t very good”.This action made me shiver a bit as she applied just the right amount of pressure to the area. “Oh there is nothing at all wrong with your skills my dear. You just feel bad because of your. I'mon the brink of climax. My balls are as tight and as hard as herassets. My eyes burn and I choke down the urge to scream in utter self-contempt. I am so, so, fucking pathetic. The cumming is sudden andfierce. I shoot up onto her polished belly, holding her tight, my headresting against her chest until the spasms subside. My arousal dropsrapidly, to be replaced by a shame that could suffocate me. I reach fora cloth and clean us both up, apologising to her again and again. ThenI go.