Mike was soon diving in and out of me, faster and faster, harder and harder, and I was gasping louder and louder. Nothing in the world was as importan... to me as satisfying my man. I felt that it was my duty to satisfy his every need, no matter what, no matter when, no matter where. “You're just too fucking hot, babe,” he grunted. Mike was kissing me passionately when he began cumming and to me it was the most wonderful feeling, surrendering my ass for his use. While I didn't cum, I did feel. That’s pretty kinky” I said I supposed it was and asked them what the kinkiest thing they had ever done was. After whispering together for a minute they said that it was a toss up between what they had just done – encouraging us to watch them play and one other thing - fisting.You broke in and said “you mean you let Mark shove his entire hand in your pussy?” Mandy replied “Honey, when you are used to getting fucked by a cock the size of his it doesn’t make much difference” You asked what it. "It has to be wet to get it all off." He looked at me and said, "If you Lick off, that should do it, just be careful not to like it too much, you might wake her up."I leaned over and put my mouth over her nipple. I had heard it tasted salty, but this was tangy. Just then she stirred. We both almost ran out of her room. Carol never said anything and we never heard about it.We both sat in Bobby's room and talked about Carol's chest, he told me to go ahead and put the clothes on, "You know you. Most of them mod styles from the ’60′s. He was transfixed on one in particular. It was a sleeveless A-line mod mini dress with loud and colorful concentric dots on a black background that shimmered in metallic threads that wove through the fabric. “Here, try this on,” he said. I slipped behind the curtain of a makeshift fitting room and slipped it on. It fit like a gem and looked great on me. The only think I didn’t like was the abrasive fabric. It rubbed against my skin like a Brillo pad. I.