Knowing they were watching her please herself was making her so wet. She loved being on show. Having people watch her naked body. Slowly she moved he... hands down over her stomach, making soft sounds as she did. She reached her inner thighs and ran her nails over them. She enjoyed the feel of her nails on her skin. She arched her back as she continued to caress her inner thighs. Henry reached out to touch her and she slapped his hand away. “I said no touching.” She ran her fingernails over. His hand moved into my hair as he pulled my mouth down over his shaft, slipping the head all the way to the back of my throat, as he held me there. It wasn't long enough to become uncomfortable, but as he pulled my head back up off of him, I sighed and took a large gasp, regaining my breath and feeling my eyes begin to water. He brought his other hand up into my hair and then guided me forward again, pushing back into my mouth where he began a very slow, steady rhythm, holding my head firmly in. It was the women’s turn, they all fisted me brutally as the men stood watching stroking their cocks. When they had finished, all the men drifted away except the black guy who stayed to fuck the two lesbians. Before releasing me, the women discussed between themselves. « He’s well fucked up » Alice said, « But it’s not enough, you should castrate the bastard » « Don’t worry we’re going to » Helen laughed, « But not right away, we’ll wait a couple of years until his balls are totally mature. "And suddenly he understood the reason behind the elaborate, almost theatrical, staging of this evening. She needed to, at least in her mind, correct a mistake that had haunted her for a decade. He pulled her to where he could look directly into her eyes. "Courtney, will you make love with me tonight?" Yes Darryl, I will, I will," She replied with a hint of a tear in her voice. And the time for talking had ended.Most couples reunited after a decade apart would have relearn each other's.