Her – Wanna hit the floor? It’s Friday night! I’ll make you meet my friends as well!Me – Sure!We went on to the floor and she introduced me to...her friends and we started getting the hang of our drinks and we were just dancing like anything. She put her hands around my neck and I put mine on her waist and we were dancing and dancing.Until this very moment, I had no intentions of hooking up or anything since I had a very tiring day. But, Destiny, it seems, always has some different plans.Just. My eyes watered and I pushed and shoved against his legs desperate for air. He pulled back, slapping his heavy cock against my face."I did not tell you to stop" he snarled as he shoved his cock back into my drooling mouth. It felt like hours before he finally pulled out of my mouth and pulled me up to my feet by my hair.He marched over to the bed dragging me along behind him and yanked me over his lap. The first slaps were slow but hard. With each new slap he picked up speed until I was. I was about to push her hand away to discourage her but then I remembered what I'd just read about bonobos and sexual behavior. Within their societies, sex was used for a lot more than procreation. What humans considered sexual promiscuity, bonobos employed casually to establish and preserve social tranquility. It had occurred to me when I read it that our own social conventions might learn a lesson or two from that. To her, what she was doing to me was the equivalent of grooming. She was. ..to a safe distance and watched.Winston ran his hands up the outside of Tree’s thighs and gently tugged at the waistband and pulled them over her knees, she put her legs together and made it easy for him to slip them off over her feet and he was back in there, kissing and licking away like a puppy that hadn’t eaten for a week.Tree’s head bobbing up and down as she sucked away on Gary’s manhood, her lips clamped around his shaft.Then I couldn’t believe what I saw, Winston started to put a.