She is blond and I am brunet, she has blue eyes and mine are brown, she has a dimple on her left cheek and I have a scar above my right eye. We stare ...t each other; we both stand up and leave the conference. Her room is nearer and we make for it. She fumbles with the keys, but then we are in. Our mouths meet, lips gliding over lips, then tongues meet sliding over each other, we share saliva. I explore her teeth and note that she had marmalade on her toast. I protrude my tongue and she sucks on. Almost instinctively he crawled onto her bed and planted his face right in her crotch, lifting her slender legs up and dr****g them over his shoulders. He rubbed his nose through the sweet-smelling patch of short blonde hair on her mound, and then began kissing her smooth slit lovingly as he ran his hands over her curvy hips and flat stomach. He slurped eagerly at her swollen labia for a minute or two, then placed his index finger at her opening and pushed gently, her slick hole almost sucking. " It was such a huge turn on to give his asshole a tongue bath. While I had my tongue buried in his hot asshole I heard Damon say, "I remember how much you loved to eat cum bitch. Are you ready for a hot load down your throat?" "Hell Yes", was my response.Anthony stood up to face me. He told me to reach around and put both of my hands on his ass and not remove them until he told me too. I got a firm group and he put both hands on my head and told me to open my mouth. He slid into me and. Finally, the night arrived. We followed the ‘cocktail party’ dress code given for the start of the evening, me opting for a simple, but slinky, black sheath dress, Adam for smart trousers and shirt. We arrived by cab to the given address, a tall, imposing house on a wealthy London street, and knocked at the door. We were greeted by a suited woman who merely enquired, “Here to fling?” We handed over our tickets and were instructed to leave our coats and don our masks before making our way to the.