While he was telling us the story, his hand was slowly caressing Irene's inner thighs and the fingers of his other hand were slightly touching her rig...t tits. She, of course, was enjoying it.I couldn't watch it anymore, so got up and went to my room. After dinner, Derek came home, but went straight to his room and stayed there.Later in the night, Brad took off his clothes and after undressing me, fucked me from behind, his hands cupping and squeezing my boobs. Just like the previous night, our. Ethan squeezes my thigh and winks, "It was a question." He leans in and tucks a stray lock of hair behind my ear, whispering, "Now what is the answer little madam?" "Let's go home." Sipping the last of my bellini, Ethan helps me down off the bar stool and places his hand on the small of my back. We leave the bar and walk hand in hand through the buzz of the street as people slowly mill about; he wraps a protective arm around me when some drunk guys leer and holler. I am a petite, curvy. Roger's purple knob looked very inviting and, still holding George's cock, I licked round Roger's cock. I realised that George was feeling irritated again. He obviously thought that being the host he had more right to being serviced. Roger also knew! He knew George. We were saved when Sue came deep in my arse. She gave me her cock to clean while George stood and moving behind me started to lick my butt hole clean. Roger and Diana moved behind me as well and moved in when George had finished.. Not that it would make much difference if he did, I don't suppose. Guy really is pathetic, frankly. I've heard Fiona goading him a few times with the mocking observation that he's "more mouse than man" and I reckon she's spot on with that.When I've been there a couple of months things take an interesting turn. I return from work early one afternoon (forgotten exactly why) meaning that I've beaten Paul home, the first time this has happened, first time I've gotten to be alone in the house with.