We enter the house there are still hands fondling my ass and tits as we go into a large lounge, very neat and tidy for, four guys living together. ... Robbie who is West Indian gets everyone a drink, music is put on, I feel fantastic, surrounded by four horny studs. The guys are all around me they pull my dress over my head, I am now just in my heels and lacy thong, I am lowered down onto the rug I can feel lips on my nipples gently biting, nipping deliciously, a hand is rubbing. He takes time to release the clamps from my pussy lips and my swollen nipples. He pushes his 9 inch cock into me, I am so wet, it slides all the way in. With his cock still inside me I turn around onto my back. And Andrew pays some attention to my tits, rubbing them softly. He starts fucking me harder as his excitement builds, grabbing onto my tits harder, pinching my nipples and turning them, twisting them harder. Steve starts to tug on the pleasure balls in my ass. Three things are now. ”I was about to say something. He kept his finger on my lips and kissing my neck said, “I know you want this, by the way, you dress, see me, I could feel it.” Slowly he brought his lips to mine and I kissed him. It was my first kiss and it felt magical.Slowly his tongue was asking the permission to enter inside. So slowly we started tonguing each other and it was a unique feeling. Slowly I dragged my hand near his dick over his pant and felt it was hard so started pressing it. We broke the. Pinot. Oregon. French. Bordeaux. Burgundy. Coat Do Rain, or something like that. Italian. Barollo. Brunello. Ports. Tawny.” She only half followed. She did not know wine. Or liquor, really. Everclear punch and seltzer was all she had learned at college. And she was distracted. Too distracted to really pay attention to his man-splaining about his expensive stuff. Was she anxious that he would make a move, or excited by the prospect? “At last. Our mission. These are brandies. And … this little.