At home, I could keep things safe and contained. Well, at least contained; after all, I've already admitted to the whole "ass-to-mouth" thing, which i... hygienically unadvisable, and sexually so fucking erotic.Of course, I now knew that even this cosmetic protectiveness was so much bullshit, for that very evening I had plans to subject Sissy to an hour-and-a-half of gang-bang style, non-stop strange-meat cocksucking. It was my surprise for the skinny little slut, as a "reward" for obeying me the. …………………….I checked the clock: 4:13 AM and no incubus. Good. I settled back into bed. Peter wrapped his arms around me. I tucked my head under his chin. Peter had a hard-on. A big one. He wiggled closer to me and pressed against me. I didn’t want to be rude. He was probably half asleep. He felt good against me. I started to warm. His hands slipped under my t-shirt and massaged my back. That was nice. The hands slipped under my pajama bottoms and caressed my ass. I was instantly wet. Whoa. This. The standouts on the dance floor were Baby and Bunny. I thought they'd dressed in mesh to be sexy, but they would have sweat through anything else. They got a lot of attention - the rican and the brother could dance; what a surprise. Beside them, Zane, the twins and even Yann in a dress faded into the background.It was three am when I'd finally had enough to drink for them to pull me out on the dance floor. I didn't dance so much as stand there and let Baby and Bunny rub against me for a while.. Norbert, still dressed, sprung towards the bed, where I got my head under the cloaths, and defended them a good while before he could even get at my lips, to kiss them: so true it is, that a false virtue, on this occasion, even makes a greater rout and resistance than a true one. From thence he descended to my breasts, the feel I disputed tooth and nail with him till, tired with my resistance, and thinking probably to give a better account of me, when got into bed to me, the hurry'd his cloaths.