Sliding off of me she stood up and went over to her purse, those swaying hips demanding as much attention as the other girl’s activities. Here came ...he massive gulps again, sounding like a pounding drumbeat just before my death. I saw one of those things called ‘girls toys’ or the ‘no need for men’ goodies. No more than a hand sized vibration toy; Tabatha looked at me and then at Samantha, or more precisely, her exposed womanhood.The squeal of shock, surprise and delight from Samantha was. I could hear their voices coming from a bedroom. I knocked."Come in," Sam said. I entered, my heart pounding.We stood looking at each other for a second. I walked over to Sam, taking her hand and kissing her. Jason took hold of my other hand. Sam started kissing me back as Jason slipped my towel from me, and then Sams from her. I pressed myself against Sam, feeling her soft breasts against mine. Both of our nipples hardending as we kissed. I wrapped my arms around Sam as I felt Jasons. "You obviously must be Submissive yourself, or at least an exhibitionist, the way you brought our coffees in the other day" I ventured."Yes well what of it?" she responded."Oh Nothing!" I replied. Leading her over to the sofa, I sat her down and hit play on the video. Her attention was immediately drawn to the action on screen, just in time to see the two black men pull out of the white woman's arse and cunt and send a torrent of white sticky cum over her face and hair.I noticed at this, Emma. He seemed sort of out of it and asked me to go up and sing a song for him. I remember him saying that when we were in choir that he loved to listen to me sing.The song that entered my mind was 'Loving You' by Elvis. I went up on the stage and stared down at Jeff in the front row as I sang for him.I will spend my whole life throughLoving you, just loving youWinter, Summer, Springtime tooLoving you, loving youMakes no difference where I go or what I may doYou know that I'll always be loving you,.