The orchestra was playing a merry tuneand people were gathering in groups on the dance floor. "I'd ask you todance," she said, "but these can be quite...complicated." That's nothing but a quadrille," I said. "I could do that in my sleep."Natasha looked at me like I'd sprouted a second head. "Where did youlearn that?"I took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. "I've a confessionto make. The Jane Austen Society let me borrow this gown because I'm amember. They hold period costume balls. At five thirty, I walked towards the door. I had been waiting at the corner of my street for the last forty minutes – wasting the time away. My stomach convulsing with excitement, I found myself breathing heavily as I put the key in the door. I opened the door and quickly surveyed the room. There was nothing and no-one around. My heart sank.As I walked into the room, closing the door behind me, my Dad came out of the kitchen wielding a leather belt that he periodically slashed across his. I had Max fucking me from behind and Matt licked both my pussy and Max’s cock as it slid in and out of me. It felt amazing and I longed to have it again. To steady myself, I held Matt’s bum cheeks while I sucked him off. The harder I sucked and licked, the faster his tongue worked against my clitoris and along Max’s cock. Matt’s hand still caressed my boobs while Max was fucking me hard and the sensory overload caused me to cum very hard a second time, this time with Max’s cock pulsating inside. I was taking as much or his huge cock in my mouth as I could when I looked up at him and said "I want you to cum on my face" he was unsure if he should actually go through with that and asked me "are you sure man?" I eagerly replied: "I am completely sure, cum on your sluts face" he simply said "Okay"On my knees, hitting the poppers with each nostril about every ten strokes I was horned up and totally ready, both to have his load on my face and to release mine on the floor of this jack shack..