She then laid an eyeball-popping, toe-curling, breath-taking kiss on me. Our tongues must have danced for an hour.SherryGod, what a kiss! You could ha...e hung clothes hangers from my nipples after that! I got so wet that every time I moved my butt, I could hear the pussy juice squishing. And then he said he loved me! I asked him how he could kiss me like that, after I've been puking my guts out all over creation, and he said he loved me! What else could I do? I had to give him back the best kiss. I want to convey the growing bubble of bliss in my belly. My imminent orgasm froths and surges. Sensible sentences crash and splinter. I push his chest from mine with a hint of urgency, brace my hands against his thighs. My pussy contracts around it's delicious invasion. I think of lounge-rooms, disco balls and raw mince meat, preventing an orgasmic explosion. My anus tingles. My lover grunts. Eyes are wide open, he looms above me, strong arms slung either side of my breast bone, sinewy limbs. We found our way to the main club and dance floor and tried to find a place to sit but it was packed, and the DJ was in full swing. The only table we found was a high-top near the back facing a bank of tables between us and the dance floor. Jen excused herself to the powder room, so Paul and I took up places facing the tables and ordered the first round of drinks. I thought of Jen’s request to tease Paul this evening, so I made sure that when I got up on the stool the hem of the miniskirt. Although b**st wasn’t quite as big as the Predator males his knot certainly more than made up for anything else.The guys were now supporting me between them and driving their cocks into my two holes with equal force and timing. One held me by the waist and the other under my arms. And they held me firmly. Otherwise their forceful fucking might have driven me off which ever cock was slightly off in timing. My holes were being brutally, magnificently, and wondrously abused. I could feel both.