I noticed that Tony seemed to be rather enjoying the view this offered him, so being a little bit tipsy I began to exaggerate some of my movements som...what. The coffee being made I suggested we go through to the living room, which we did and took seats facing each other. The conversation was by now flowing a little more freely. I made some remark about not being the best of hosts, which he politely contradicted and then, with no warning at all, suddenly blurted out "will you suck my cock?" I. “I’m Jon, Jonathon. They are good.” He half closed his eyes. “I mean, really good. But this time, I’m here for something special…” He tailed off and Richard raised his eyebrows. “I’m going to have it done for real. My wife relishes the idea. In fact, she suggested it.” He sat back, his breathing increasing with the anticipation, and his tongue slid across his thin lips. “For real?” Richard asked. “Yeah, I’m to have my balls cut off. For real, you know, not just pretend.” “Can they do. By this time we were all giggling and having fun when Cathy said “We need some music. If we keep the bedroom window and kitchen window open, there should be enough of a breeze…”We all agreed it was an excellent idea and headed down to their apartment on the top floor of the building. I made sure to pick up any rubbish and leftovers while Cathy made sure she got the second bottle of wine and the glasses. By the time she and I got to their apartment, Derek had already opened the suggested. He was forcing his cock into her face and down her throat. He was giving her a good face fucking. Her head would move up to meat his downward thrust. Fortunately there were microphones all over the stage, so you could hear Star’s moans throughout the building. I looked back around me, I noticed the two she-males were in a 69 position. I watched as the one on top was moving her hips up down, slamming her cock into the other one face. The one on the bottom had her fingers buried in the other.