We entered a large room with a big fire .Theothers laughed and jeered as they saw me. I shivered and sobbed. My night ofhumiliation and pain was about...to begin. .."On your feet clubslut" snapped Sally. Crying I stumbledto my feet and stood before them my torn dress gapedopen and desperately tried to hold it together. Oil and tobacco ash drippeddown my shivering body onto the floor "Would you care to join me KarlaDarling" said Sally slapping my hand away from my dress"Certainly" grinned Karla. They werestanding really close, and the young guy had to look up. I don't knowwhy, but I got the impression that there was huge amount of emotionalattachment between the two of them. It struck me that if it was a guyand girl, by the way they were staring at each other I'd say they weredeeply in love.The next second, my heart just about exploded out of my chest, whenthe older guy leaned down, and kissed the younger guy. On the lips.It wasn't like a European thing either. No quick. That’s another way you can start a hissy-fit with her. If you transliterate the word for Dark Night from Gaelic letters into English letters, you end up with ‘Samhain’, which the supposed authority on all things Celtic, Gerald Gardiner, says should be pronounced “Soween.” But my wife is adamant it is pronounced, “Shavnah” in the original Gaelic with the last part of the word sounding like “saw”. If you say ‘Soween’, she will huff at you and say, “You might as well say Halloween.”She will then. After she pleasured me for so long that I felt complete immunity against shooting my load down her throat. When I realized that, it felt like a revelation.I immediately asked her to stop blowing me. She stopped and looked at me with utter confusion. Seeing the trail of my precum from my tip to her lip made me want to fuck her hard. Except it was her mouth. I felt the sudden urge to shove my wedge my cock between her lips, shove it down her throat, fuck her mouth, and deep throat her.After.