I couldn't see anything appealingabout dancing with any of them, even second cousin Jonny who wasconventionally handsome and clearly thought a lot of ...imself.But while I spent plenty of time sitting at the edge letting thereception's noise flow over me what I did find was that pretty girls getmuch more attention than fat lads. People wanted to talk to me, men andwomen, and while I remained unused and uncomfortable with small talk Idiscovered that I didn't have to say very much and that if I. But She felt stretched and full with just my index finger inside of her. And then I turned my hand, palm-up, and pushed my finger all the way in. She could feel the delicious sensation of having her G-spot stimulated as I cocked my finger against the ridge, spongy tissue, applying firm pressure, knowing exactly what she needed. She moaned. "Fuck, that feels sooooo good. Don't stop." It was the last coherent thing she remembers saying before my hand and mouth took her away, tongue suddenly. Put in a couple of fingers, get them wet, then suck them clean. I was the first to do it, in fact I did it like three times, it really tasted good and it was turning me on to have them watch.Pretty soon all the girls, three others, tasted themselves. They kind of made faces, but it looked like they really didn't mind. Then the big dare, would anyone go down on one of the other girls like in the videos, I wasn't too sure about this. The girl that had the videos said she would try if the same. Lisa asked if we could talk later, but I told her I was not in mood, "maybe tomorrow," I said as I shut and locked the door. I heard a muffled cry as she surveyed what use to be our bedroom. I heard the sheets being pulled from the bed, and other noises, as I imagined her trying to clean up the room.Saturday morning I noticed the card, rose petals and the chocolate in the trash along with an empty wine bottle. The k**s had breakfast, and headed out for their normal Saturday routine; friends and.