It was hot and was the best feeling ever. She went faster and faster and the felling was getting more and more intense. I couldnt move or do anything ...bout it. I could feel my dick getting slobbered on and it was a good feeling. After a couple of minutes she stopped and turned around. She said make my pussy wider. I couldnt resist and I rubbed my dick on the rim of her nice pink clit. I could hear her start to moan and I slid it in slowly. She let out a big ohhhhhh and after a couple of minutes. We all take each other clothes off slowly enjoying each others bodies, looking and dreaming of playing together.Mark decides he will give me a massage. I lay face down on the floor. He rubs my hands with warm oil. Starting gently on my neck, shoulders, and arms, he begins to loosen my tight muscles. Applying more pressure, Mark can feel my body relaxing as his fingers slowly drift down my back.Concentrating on my lower back and sides, Mark applies the oil directly on my body. My sighs tells him. Mr. Richards could only groan in the positive in response to the pressure I was applying to his prostate. I could feel him beginning to pick up the tempo of his masturbation as I continued to rhythmically and gently stimulate his prostate with my finger. I wondered why my stimulation was having such an effect on Mr. Richards. I then realized that the only natural object could replicate the same stimulation to this man that I was applying with my finger would be a small stiff penis, much like my. He’s in a meeting at the moment.” He lifts the rope, letting us pass. “And these are for you and your friends,” he says handing over a few cards he takes from an inside pocket. So relieved at no longer being the center of attention, I exhale deeply, as we enter into the other world that is Club Crimson on a Friday night. The music is the first thing that hits us. Tonight, David Draiman’s ‘Forsaken’ welcomes us. The dimmed light makes the atmosphere mystic and alluring. The place is packed..