"Couldn't wait for me to get started?" Peter grunted as he undid his fly and repositioned his hard cock so that three inches poked up out of his boxer.... He loved looking at the way Meagan's jeans clung to her hips and the narrowness of her waist, and he was having a hard time resisting the urge to jack off. He didn't understand it. He wasn't supposed to even think about doing that in the studio, but then he realized he was still standing on the stairs.Coming all the way into the studio. His hand went up her back, under her sweat-shirt, and under her t-shirt. She knew that it was happening. And as usual, there was nothing she could do. She managed a weak smile. She was getting short of breath. It had to be pheromones, somehow she must have begun to emit a different kind of pheromones that only men could detect. “And your abs, too..”There were 2 hands under her shirts now one front and one in the back. She clutched the handles firmer. Even before the hand on her behind went down. Miriam felt the white hot pain at the apex of her womanhood start to dissipate as Mathuga continued to thrust into the highly aroused blonde woman. If it had not been for the aphrodisiac in the wine, Miriam would not have been anywhere near lubricated enough to take his one-eyed, black monster African cock. The rest of the crowd watched in amazement as they saw the beautiful blonde take the entire length and girth of her black demon's manhood. Julie smiled at knowing that her friend was finally. She hadn’t put her thong panties on yet, so she figured she’d just give herself a quickie and god hopefully be able to focus enough to continue with tonight. She put her foot up onto the dresser in front of the mirror. Pulled her dress all the way up, and parted her pussy lips from underneath her thigh. She began to make circles around her clit, moving her fingers over her hole. Wow was she wet. She pushed just the very tips of her fingers in and then pulled them out again. Licking and sucking.