Honk honk, the reminder rang out from the road as I upped the tempo, taking the pigtail in hand and slamming forcefully into my fianc?s throat. She to...k the oral pounding willingly, saliva pooling at each corner of her smiling mouth.With my stag do, or bachelor party as one of my American friends might call it, imminent, this was Yvonne's reminder of what would be waiting for me on my return home, perhaps the greatest little cocksucker in London. As the orgasm took a firm hold, I gave a grunt. When I found him, he was with three other guards. When they looked at me each of them took a step backwards and I knew something was wrong. Asking Sven what was wrong, he stated that I was glowing, the other three men nodded when I looked at them. Looking in the window of the car we kept for driving me around the island, I could see they were right as I could see my lighted reflection.Looking around I could see Sven had been right, as all the lights on the island were out as were the lights on. Besides the members of my fraternity there were members of other fraternities there. Halfway through the mixer I was headed for the bathroom and I had just reached the top of the stairs when I heard “LET GO OF ME!!!!”I turned the corner at the top of the stairs and saw a guy pulling a girl toward one of the bedrooms. He wasn’t a member of my fraternity and I didn’t know him, but I did know it my responsibility to see that his actions didn’t bring disrepute on our house so I walked up to him and. ‘They’re both fucking men!’ said Bertha in disgust and despair. It was inevitable of course that those in the Crystal Passion band whose sexual identity wasn’t solely lesbian should be tempted by male flesh. There was no denying that Matt and Joe were the kind of young men who’d be attractive to those in the band with no absolute preference. They were slim. They were young. They were refreshingly open-minded in a nation we now understood wasn’t naturally either liberal or tolerant. And they.