Her mouth was warm and wanting. My tongue entwined hers and we kissed for some time. Her hands on my breasts, my hand rubbing her thigh moving ever cl...ser to the pleasure mound. As he turned on his back and shuffled towards me I knew that this afternoon was going to be good. I continued to caress his legs, my hands rubbing his thighs, moving towards the special place and my fingers butterflying his balls. I removed his pants and was presented with my pleasure stick. His thick, firm cock stood. Good, I'm glad. I wasn't done either. I flip you onto your back and climb on top of you, between your legs. I start by kissing your lips, and you gently stoke the hair out of my face. I inhale your smell, you're wearing my favourite cologne. I kiss a trail down your neck, down your chest, down your stomach. I stop at the edge of your pubic hair, and gently tug on them. I look up into your eyes, and hold the gaze as I wrap my mouth around your dick. I keep looking in your eyes as I begin. I would have multiple orgasms and scream at the top of my lungs throughout the whole thing. Roy even started buying up every gangbang DVD that he could find so we could watch them before we had sex.Over time, the idea of being gangbanged started sounding a lot better. About two months before the wedding, we decided to add an additional feature. There would be the Wedding, the Reception, and then the After Reception in which Roy and ten of his friends would gangbang me.I was excited, but nervous. Callia laughed at the analogy. ‘There’s food in the oven,’ she told him. ‘Too tired to eat,’ Cooper muttered. ‘It’s roast and potatoes,’ Callia said. Cooper looked at her with an appreciative smile when she got up and walked into the kitchen, returning a few moments later with a plate of piping hot food. ‘What’s the occasion?’ Cooper wanted to know after he’d had a few bites. ‘I got a job,’ Callia answered. He looked up at her in surprise. ‘I know you wanted me to be able to stay home like I.