.. Saul's eyes were suddenly focused on the outside again,specifically at the sleeping form that groaned and thrashed in response towhat? For one horr...ble second it seemed as if Bob was awake. Saul held hisbreath as the semiconscious, bleary eyed man sat up and glareduncomprehendingly at him and then, Bob collapsed like a fallen tree andresumed snoring.I can't stop what is happening to me, thought Saul, but I sure as hell don'twant to be with this monster when it is done. Saul had never really. My favorite musky odor was starting to waft into the air. With my right hand I cupped Sam’s right breast. With my left hand I reached for Bobby’s crotch. I wanted to see what they would do. I quickly found out. Bobby was clearly ambivalent. Her body pressed against my hand as she, half heartedly, tried to brush my hand away. Sam cuddled closer as I squeezed her soft, luscious, breast. I had to do something to push Bobby over the edge. Clearly, she was aroused. Equally clearly, she didn’t want. I felt an unfamiliar feeling creeping up from my depths rushing to the surface and I urged Mark to increase his pace,”Fuck me harder,I want the whole of your deep in me”He plowed my pussy at an even faster pace than before and I felt what seemed like a storm rush to the surface as my muscles spasmed and my legs locked him in place feeling my first vaginal orgasm course through my body. MARKI felt her vaginal muscles massage my cock for every bit of cum from my balls and there was no stopping. “Well, Martin, Bob left me a note saying your party was coming tonight. Again, he wanted me to apologize for the chef’s table, but we do have you seated this evening directly across from a few special celebrity guests coming in tonight.”“Who?” Tim couldn’t stop the “rude” question from firing out of his mouth.Maurice looked down at his pad and flipped a few pages, stopping with a recognizable picture on the screen. Tim’s gasp was the first indication to the rest of the party that the celebrity.