"Damn, a fellow Irishman, too," she responded, drawing a deep, affected, melodramatic sigh. "Will you marry me?"I actually blushed. Believe me, it isn...t easy to make me blush."Egan, you hussy," intoned a female voice from directly behind me, "stop hitting on all the guys. Leave a few for me." The words were spoken in jest, but the voice penetrated me to the core. It was one I'd heard many, many times before. I turned around, and beheld a grinning Evie.Patti made the introduction. "Evie, this is. Fiona was sucking Master's cock and teasing the end with her tongue, she had reached under him and was rubbing his huge spunk filled balls and determined not to let him cum too soon. Alyson was in heaven and then she felt Fiona's tongue on her cunt lips and absolutely loved it, she felt a finger slide inside her so easily and soon that was followed by a second and a third. Alyson loved the feeling of something so large inside her. But Fiona had other ideas and soon a fourth finger and. He was sure that if he were not married to Maggie, Beth would have been fucked in that cubicle, in no uncertain terms.At dinner the conversation was a little awkward. Not because of the day’s events but because Beth had filled Molly and Maggie in with everything that had happened. It was awkward because everyone knew that they were going to have the fuck of their lives that night. Everyone, that is, except Mike.There were a lot of hints, especially from Molly who continually asked how the. I feel it engorging and his creamy juice throbbing ontomy tongue. “Open your mouth cum slut so I can see my juice." I poke my tongue out so he can seehis cream covering it. “Now swallow every drop." I savor the taste as he orgasms while I swallow it all.He is moaning and groaning watching his juice flood my mouth. “Come now into Tony’s mouth, givehim all your juices, my little slut." I let go as the sensations center on my pussy, throbbing andcoming, feeling my juice pumping out as Tony.