I took an inventory in the mirror too. Black wrap skirt, black camisole, and apple green blouse. Although they could not be seen yet, I had on black l...ce panties and my sexiest black bra. Hair and make-up looked good, and I smelled great. This was it. I ran downstairs, and paced the living room. John was not late. On the contrary, I was stupidly early. I was so nervous. Last night had been so good. I just really hoped tonight would be as good. I paced for about fifteen minutes until I heard the. Cum all over them’ Wilbur moaned and obeyed. His jizz shot up out from between the deep, soft crevasse of her tits. He shot rope after rope of hot juice all over tits, chin, and face. It surprised the hell out of both of them. Neither of them could have imagined that he had that much semen stored up in his itty bitty balls. When he finally stopped shooting Agnes stood up, grabbed a handful of tissues from the box on Wilbur’s desk, and started wiping the jizz off of her tits and face. Wilbur. The central stage was well lit, huge coned lights illuminated the stage like the playing ground in the center of a stadium, on which sexually aroused naked players were performing various acts of lust and debauchery on themselves or each other. Guests were constantly walking around, chatting, sipping drinks, some people were wearing evening dress, others were either naked or had had minimum of clothing. Nobody was shy to expose genitals, or boobs, or buttocks. Guests seemed to be divided into. " Come with me," I said. I'd been thinking about his accent, and remembering things he'd said, and trying to remember what accent he'd used when he said them. I had already figured out he was going to try to get us to go as far as we would go. The movie idea freaked me out a little bit too ... but I wasn't surprised.I took her back into the studio, where Vlad was putting up a fake tree off to one side of the candy house. He turned to look at us and waited for one of us to speak. I took over.