Clearly his thoughts were of her dreams and the book that her caused them, of her sleeping pleasures, all contrary to the measured calmness of his voi...e. Suddenly she felt the same sensations within her too, returned from her dreams, almost an aching demand for fulfillment not quite achieved as she slept. He noticed her look, how could he not and it was his turn to be embarrassed. Indeed it seemed deeper than hers if possible. He tried to hide the evidence of his growing manhood from sight by. I asked him what I owed him and he said he would have to wait for the machine to complete the wash cycle. Great I thought it was now or never, how about I pay you in kind. Bradley almost fell over but Bob was well sure of himself. He walked over to me and lifted me onto the washing machine and gave me a great French kiss. He then got onto his knees and began licking my pussy which took about 30 seconds for me to scream in ecstasy. The vibrations of the washing machine was unusual but added to. One of the guys picked me up by the waist with me facing down and rammed his cock in my ass. A short guy was beneath me fucking me proper. That left enough room for a third guy to rub his dick against my breasts, which were just big enough for a tittyfuck while I ate a fourth guys dick. I had my three holes filled and my boobs were busy too. After the guy who was fucking me released his sperm, the tittyfucker took his place. I think they all intended to put sperm in its rightful place but one. Even with the layers of light turquoise and purple material flowing over her body, her tits jiggled and swayed with every step, and small patch of her blonde pubic hair was unmistakable. I went and found our host and he confirmed that it was Christina and that the other harem girl brought her here for revenge and to stick around after everyone left. The guests started to arrive with assorted costumes. Everything from just your basic toga, to very detailed and intricate outfits. The evening was.