They had a private room upstairs they used for their own private parties. They led us up the back stairs holding our asses as we climbed. I was gettin... all hot and bothered again by the time we got there.We walked into the room, the lights were low and there was a sound system, with TV screens all over and two beds, with couches against the walls and in the corner, a small bar. That wasn't what made is stop as we went in. there were twelve guys, mostly black and one woman, who looked mixed race. “What is the special treat Daddy?” Amber asked, her Dad winked at her saying, “You will find out in good time, you won’t be disappointed” as he directed his cock into Lyn’s waiting mouth, Lyn lent forward and started to pull the foreskin back and lick on the red bulbous head of Clive’s stiff rod. It wasn’t long before he passed to Amber who certainly knew how to use her tongue to good effect licking up and down his shaft while caressing his swollen balls, she then passed over to Beth who took. “I recall you joking about how nervous I was marrying Karen. You’re just a bad preparing to marry Vicky,” Dan joked.This time, Dan was the best man for Scott’s wedding. Dan was very humbled, considering Scott has several long-time friends he could have chosen.“They may be my friends, but I feel closer to you as if we’re brothers. Besides, you’re the only one who has given me a blow job,” Scott laughed at their close relationship.“I wonder when the girls will want us to suck cock again like we. .other times she would enjoy the ride for awhile. Stacey's husband had a shift change, leaving her alone at bedtime. Since her husband was the who usually put her to sleep, she had to take it upon herself. She pulled out her trusty book from her nightstand and started reading. It just so happened to be a story about a woman masturbating on the train. Stacey had never done it in public, so it was a real turn. As she read, she touched her breasts...giving her nipples a little tug. She moved her.