The two of them got closer and Kevin started feeling my leg with his big strong hand. A bolt of electricity went though me and I was feeling myslef ge... very wet. I reached down and felt Kevin's crotch to find the Biggest Cock I've ever felt. Tyrell then asked if I needed help getting back to my room and not sure why but I said yes. Like a lamp being led to slaughter I was walking into the elevator to go back to my hotel room with these two young black men. Thoughts swirling in my head about. She was doing an excellent job on me as well, as I could feel the orgasm building up inside my body as all my muscles tensed up. Our new friend must have known I was close too, when she asked, “Is it okay if I make him cum?” She rubbed my wet cock all over her face and batted her eyelashes to my girlfriend with a devilish little smile. “Oh gawd yes!” my girlfriend exclaimed. With that she reached up with her other hand and started playing with my balls. Her hands knew just what to do to. When all the serving dishes were finally in place, the man gave a toast to everyone’s health and requested another year for them to all to be together. He felt a little twinge in his soul as he was doing this, as if the dishonest devil inside him was taking the reins. Yes, it was a fib, but only a little one, and he knew everyone at the table approved of it. Otherwise, why would they continue to come, year after year? After a hearty round of drinks everyone was feeling a little better, and the. That is, of course, until it gets too much that I begin to get ideas of the many other things I could do with the pencil I was holding rather than writing. I could feel my clit throbbing, asking to be touched while my heart begin to race in anticipation. I stopped doing my homework and slowly reached down to my pussy and lightly touched my aching clit with the head of my pencil through my thin pajama pants. The slight feather-like touch made me take a deep breath as it felt like a direct.