We haven't.” I say. “We've done stuff, but that doesn't mean we're together. Or I don't know if it means that. I don't know if it means anything.�...�“Well it depends on what you did.” He says. “Don't tell me what, but if you've gone further then kissing, then I hate to say it but you two are together.” He tells me, still avoiding eye contact. “Peter! Get the fuck over here!” He yells, standing and walking away from me.I felt really bad, not only for kissing him while I'm together with Keenan, but. Those drinks were more powerful than I thought, still though Itook my third drink with me.The great room had been set up with a long table that was slightly curvedon each side so that it was wider in the middle than at the ends. In themiddle was a beautiful low floral centerpiece. Being a bit tipsy Icounted the chairs, twenty two, eleven on each side. Antonio sat me atthe center on one side and he sat across from me on the other side. Thesalad was already at our places and everyone started. I insert my full rod into her deep inside and she moaned louder aaahhhhhhh aaaahhhhh and slowly one by one I was giving her jerks deeply. I hold her shoulder and insert my cock deep into her and with some force after a gap of 3-5 second and I gave jerks for deep penetration and she was feeling awesome so she holds my back tightly and moaned louder aaahhhhhhThis kind of sound aroused me a lot and I increased my speed and now I was giving her fast jerks and sound of puch is now in the whole room. ... when suddenly there was a knock at the door. She jumped up; guilty; and yet so disappointed that her fantasising thoughts had been so rudely interrupted. She walked over to the door and opened it, to find him standing there, dressed only in a small pair of swimming trunks, his profile proud and confident, somehow at odds with the shyness he had demonstrated earlier, which had so drawn her to him……….'I couldn’t stop thinking about today, and by the looks of your flushed face, neither could.