" I can trust my dad!" exclaimed Sally."I know, honey, but it has been my experience that parents like to brag to their friends. Then their friends br...g to their friends until the wrong person gets the word, and all hell breaks loose. It's just better not to put them in the way of temptation. Really it is for their own good. If some mistake caused the project to be shut down, you could loose your big chance. Your parents would never forgive themselves." I see you point," said Sissy. "OK." OK,". The song ends and the girl drunkenly kisses you while squeezing your crotch once before heading off to grind on some other guy. The world is weirdly getting very fast as you dance around, sometimes with someone, sometimes alone in the mix of people, you don't even know what you're doing anymore or who you dance with, one time you think you might have been sandwiched between two other drunk dancers...The party is still going strong, but you're tired - you stumble off the dance floor and find a. I didn't swallow right away. I wanted my mouth to be completely overflowing with a sea of hot, gooey cum before I guzzled it down. I wanted to enjoy the taste and feeling of the soft, sweet pool of semen filling my mouth for as long as possible. There was nothing I loved better.Because of the way I was laying I was able to hold much more cum than Brooke had in her mouth. She saw that I wanted a full mouthful before I swallowed, and she was quick to get another cock aimed toward the creamy mess. With a nervous fluttering in my stomach, I trotted after her into the enveloping misty warmth of the shower room.We had it all to ourselves, which I now realised had been her deliberate intention. Tamar was standing directly under one of the shower-heads, enjoying the feel of the deliciously hot water streaming down her body. Her short but thickly-layered bob of dark hair was now plastered to her skull, and I could see the water running over her pert breasts and down her flat stomach, after.