With one last ragged breath and with a slight tremble, her orgasm overtook her. Donna flooded my already soaked face and mouth.I knew I made her cum! ...y pride in my skill made me forget about my lack of attraction to Donna. Donna rested her hand on top of my head. With her dress between us, she recovered her normal breathing. I simply stopped and waited for any communication from Donna. My face rested on her thigh. Her glistening pussy was an inch away from my face.Finally, Donna gained the. It was a little like having sex with Natalie before, as if I wasfeeling my cock being squeezed in a hot, tight, pussy. However, insteadof feeling the pleasure from being squeezed in that intimate embrace, thepleasure radiated in the other direction.I slowly worked the toy back out a bit, and in again.The feeling was getting better and better. I fucked myself a littlefaster now, and a little harder. The hand on my nipple moved down to playwith my clitty while I probed ever deeper into my. Not only", replied Oscar. "For starters: You are invited too. Your presence is compulsory."Megan smiled. "Of course I help you, darling!"Oscar still stared at the letter."Yes, well…", he started, and searched for words.Megan laughed. "What is it, Oscar? You act as if he asked you to perform a song!"She lay aside the brush and reached for the letter."No, wait…!", said the young man, but it was too late.His wife started to read the letter."Oh, it's called 'The Venetian Evening', how exciting!",. Two days past, seemed like this situation never happen, I got comfortable, slept in on a random morning and when half asleep I felt a weight on my bed, it was a tall woman standing above me in a shiny black spandex catsuit and in sort of masquerade mask, it has to be Jen, she got the same curves, but I feel powerless, must be a dream. She says, hey you little pervert, you've been naughty havent you, you know what I am talking about, you got a beautiful girlfriend and her family who had taken.