I wouldn't have let him enter my bedroom while I was having sex with his girlfriend. What did she mean, help me with this? I wanted to shout, to scr...am, to push them both off me, but I couldn't. Why couldn't I?I was able to move my head to the side, so look past her face. Her boyfriend was between my legs, thrusting faster now, his eyes glued to my face."I love your eyes," he said, thrusting even faster.His thrusts were hitting my extended clitoris now, exciting me further. Through the. I just opened the back door and got inside then sit next to a big man. I said good evening to man . Who replied what so good about the evening? I didn't say another word,just stayed still. Then all of a sudden the man leaned over by me and said keep quite and open your legs wide for me. I want to have a good evening with you. I was so freaking out don't know if the driver was in on it too so I kept quite and open my legs. Then I saw the man took out a vibrator one that has the part to stimulate. Faces I had seen in passing, others who I’d never heard of.A tall frat boy and his girlfriend sat next to me on the couch, both of them frisky as hell. She was wearing a skin-tight rainbow lace dress, and no bra, a bright neon thong, and pink heels. When I asked her what she was dressed as she smiled and spewed out, “A pornstar.” She chugged her punch, leaned into her boyfriend, closed her eyes, and forced her tongue down his mouth. He popped me a thumbs up, then grabbed her ass and pulled her. “Hell yes, Randall. I’ve been telling people for years, it could be done, but I never thought I’d get a chance to do it. Have you had this approved of?”“Don’t worry, Maurice ... you’re not the show keyboardist for ‘Brides’ are you?”“No, John Mikkelson is doing that ... I’m just the rehearsal guy. Damn, Randall ... Thank you so fucking much.”“I remembered your work from high school, after I got home and thought about it. Then, after your help at ‘Brides’ rehearsals, I realized that I should give.