Here I was, alone and still grieving over the breakup, and there was Martin, kissing and feeling up Carla in front of everyone. I hated them both, and...was extremely annoyed with Beth for not throwing them out of the house when they first showed up.To make things worse, I was standing around feeling depressed when this guy came over and started to hit on me. I wasn't in the mood, and he had bad breath anyway.I tried, unsuccessfully, to indicate that I wasn't interested, and eventually Beth's. "You misunderstand my intentions, Mr. Douglas," Mike murmured to himself.He wasn't about to throw his life away in some grandiose but ultimately pointless endeavour like his brother, but neither was he aiming to get filthy rich just so he could blow it on hookers, fast cars and cocaine. Mike had a better plan.He turned away from the window. The party was getting lively. A fat balding trader was cavorting with Demi, egged on by a cheering crowd and copious amounts of champagne. Mike waved his. It was a real sight, all that pent up love/lust for Kate coming out for her. I can imagine if I was shagging her for real I would struggle to last long. Some of my cum had formed on my bud's leather sofa which felt really kinky. My bud who witnessed the whole scene saw the funny side and said hopefully I have enough cum in my ball sack for the pics.I sat back on the leather sofa, my cock recouping from the massive orgasm Kate gave me. I sat there soaking wet, watching my bud wanking his cock. Well you can't masturbate anymore. Now feeling here urges coming back she riliazed that she need to finish off herself and her fingers were too tired. Now there was only one option left."If you promise not to tell anybody we can have sex you need to ejaculate and so do I. What do you say?" "Hell Yes!"She laid on the bed and spread her legs open and took of her panties. And put the cup next to her."Come up here" she motioned me with her arm as she put a hand on either side of his body, guiding.