Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, listening to them decide who got t... fuck my arse first.We didn’t make it all the way in to my unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep them on but it didn’t look like I would get much of a say in proceedings. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my bedroom. Again, I was between these two muscly guys and they positioned me. He resumed his seat and a few minutes later a man came in with a tray of drinks which he passed around. When he was done he left and closed the door. Councilor Estebahn reactivated the security."I think you'll like that, Max. There's a brewery on Prime that I buy cases of several of their beers." I took a sip out of the cold mug that I'd been handed. The dark brew was cold, bitter, and rich with hints of malt and chocolate. Damn good stuff.Getting back to our discussion, Taylor asked, "Any. Dance, dance, dance. Her entire world became wrapped up in her performance.She began sweating. The room was too hot for her. A quick touch at the top button of her blouse and it came free. Spinning, her tits pressed firmly against the blouse. A sudden spotlight hit her chest. She knew it revealed the twin points of her nipples poking firmly into the cloth.Deciding to give the man a real treat, she began slowly stripping. She didn't know all the techniques. Improvising as she went, she knew she. “I should thank you!” I replied.She laughed, grabbed my arm, and gave me a quick peck on the lips, before we went into the house. We walked through to the backyard and each got a soda from the cooler. Violet winked and walked over to where Liz and her friends were and Clarissa came to stand next to me.“Last fling?” she asked quietly.“I expect so,” I replied.“She looks VERY happy!” Clarissa said looking towards where the girls were standing.“Well, there IS a pool table in their basement,” I said.