" Yet I hesitated. "I want to see . . ."Like an automaton, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band and slid my shorts down over my hips. They dropped ...o my ankles. "And the shirt." I pealed it off and tossed it to the side. I stood straight up now, like I was attention back when I was an army recruit, chest out and arms at my side and my soldier at my groin was ramrod straight too. "Momma said you were the handsome-est devil she had ever seen. You're still a grand man, papa, a real. It took my drunken mind a few seconds to register what was being done to me, but soon little tremors ran through my body as I sat there, writhing and inundated with pleasure. I moaned as she sucked me more determinedly, causing the pressure to build in my loins. Christian’s hands were on my face and when he kissed me it just felt right and so I went along with it. His kiss was passionate and his technique as flawless as it was in every other area of sexual practice.Opening my eyes I looked over. I know half of the guests to be full of shit anyways, lol.As I'm checking on the party, making sure everyone has enough food, someone comes and taps me on the shoulder. Some douchebag wearing a $10k suit, and sniffing blatantly like he's already done an 8-ball of coke, introduces himself. "Hey dude! I'm Charlie. Are you the chef?"In my head I'm thinking, "Uh, yeah. Do you think I just show up at parties like this wearing a chef's coat for no reason?"He continues, "So I'm here with a few of my. Demis once again reminded her about the sun lotion, breaking the wanderings of her mind that had actually left a wet mark on her bikini bottoms that had not missed attention by Demis. Feeling her juices on her pants she was embarrassed and turned away, hoping that Demis had not noticed but deep down knowing he had.“Miss Kendall, sorry Felicity, would you like me to apply the lotion to your back?” He asked.Felicity tried to resist the temptation to say yes, but second by second the temptation.