The same cannot be said for Mister John Thomas, who at Judith Rothstein’s first embrace had risen erect. My tongue found hers, and the two gambolled...together before mine was sucked into the warm moist cavern of Judith’s mouth. John Thomas was attempting to invade the warm moist cavern between Judith Rothstein’s legs, even though several layers of clothing lay between John and his objective.By now I was warmly and wantonly kissing Judith as she me, and it would not be long before her skirt was. The other lucky man began to rub the lubricant on the woman’s sphincter and down along the length of his erect member. The woman let out a small yelp when the man attempted to enter her rectum and he paused momentarily in alarm. She assured him that it was a good yelp and begged for him to continue. He obliged, and taking his time, had entered her rectum and began to penetrate the woman with small strokes. To the hostess, every stroke seemed to dive deeper and deeper into her backside and the. Curious what that look was all about – I assumed he had another wry, funny story about one of his sexual conquests or failures – I asked, “Hey, what’s up with you?”But he cocked his head and spoke into my ear, "I'm just deciding which straight boy I'm gonna' take home and turn gay tonight". Then he calmly scanned the room as if he was really pondering the choice.I just stood there, dumbstruck by his filthy declaration. My mouth opened to speak but I was unable to form a sentence. What the hell. I turned to face him and he took another step towards me. One of his hands stretched up to my cheek and it lay there, barely touching me, but driving me crazy for a few seconds. Oh so slowly, he lowered his lips towards mine and we gently kissed. His lips barely even touched mine. His kiss was so soft, so different from Darren. Darren’s kisses were rough and needy and he pulled his whole body flush against mine. But Jason didn’t. It was beautiful, and I couldn’t help the need I felt to kiss him.