You know how much I loathe the taste of cum though, and being ever the gentleman, pull out in enough time to spill your seed across my face and in my ...air.You’re gasping after your orgasm, petting my now knotted hair gently in appreciation. “Good girl,” you coo and grab one of my favorite toys. You lube it generously and move around to the other side of the bed, crawling up behind me. You spread my thighs as far apart as the ropes will allow. Gently, you rub my puckered entrance with a lubed up. He did so and my wife unzipped his pants, took out his cock and began to stroke it. When he was semi hard, she began licking the head of his cock and then slid his swelling member into her mouth.While my wife was sucking off the house mate, the porn director husband of our hostess slipped off his clothes and got the other guys to do the same. He was quite comfortable playing the role of porn director since that's what he did for a living. He had a bottle of massage oil that smelled strongly of. I felt him stiffen and hold my shoulder as I pushed back against him, ‘OMG’, he moaned, and I opened my eyes and looked down to the tiles where I stood, watching his semen drop onto my feet, and when he exhausted his ejaculation, I turned and faced him, ‘My turn daddy, I want to wash him’, and I did, with copious amounts of liquid soap, I would peel back his protective foreskin, and massage the glans and shaft in one continuous motion, until the showering washed away the soap, and I would. Brad and Abby figured out the math. One of them likely would be going home. You could feel the tension mounting in the theatre and fans hoped for their favourite to be the last selected.“And now there is only one seat open in the top ten. Two of these three will be going home. With close to one million votes cast, there were only an amazing fifty-two votes separating these three.”“The person in twelfth place and leaving tonight is ... Brad Hayward!”Gasps and cries of shock filtered through the.