I am in big trouble…” before I finish talking, he stopped me.“I know everything. I sent you a text. Go there and do whatever you are told to sav... your husband,” he hung up.I checked the address and reached the place. It was a big bungalow, there are so many people and all looking at me. I was in the same dress from the last night, even without makeup, haven’t even brushed the teeth yet.I walked in with fear and hesitation. He was there, and he moved his hands and signaled me to go near him. I. She nodded, tossed her long brown hair over her shoulder and resumed her conversation.I walked outside and into the New York City night, the chorus of horns and kaleidoscope of taxi cabs and limos zooming by. The steps to the building were starting to fill in with more people as everyone headed off to their after parties or after after after parties. I casually scanned the crowd, mentally checking off whom I had slept with, who I wanted to sleep with and who was way too far down the list to. .look at me!", she said....I leaned back, looking down, and saw a long white string hanging from her cunt. As she laughed a larger loop suddenly squirted onto the ground. Her hand scrabbled in her crotch, fingers reappearing with spunky strands stuck to them...she licked then offered them to me. I was just shuffling into position when voices further up the path cut short our fun. By the time Mags' companions found us we were quite respectable , if somewhat flushed !The leader was not best. Coffee" was estatic when we sent his pic, that the next day, he messaged saying "i know my cock is small and not as big as Sebastian's but I taped myself cumming over the picture. I've attached the video as my cum tribute to you both." After sending this tribute, he asked if we would be open to sending a pair of Reena's panties and for Sebastian to cum in them, along with a video of it. After months of fulfilling various requests, Mr.Coffee asked if we would be interested in meeting in person..