Slobbering saliva all down his shaft, I deep throated his cock till I almost gagged. My thick throat saliva was coating his cock as I stood up to rece...ve my next sexual position. Dave sat on the sofa, holding his enormous weapon at the base. It looked fucking magnificent standing proudly coated in my orgasm. I removed my dress completely, standing before the guys with just my black PVC garter belt, PVC topped fishnet stockings, Quarter cup bra and my outrageous high heels. I straddled Dave’s. I tremble as shivers run across my skin. Our bodies pressed tightly to each other, we turn to go towards the house. Again he stops, and pulls me to him. It is as if we cannot get enough of this, these stolen moments to touch and love and hold. I can tell, this time we will not make it back to the house. The teasing touches from dinner and from our dance, the stolen hints of flesh that have been tantalizing him, are too much. His hand presses against me, his mouth descends to my neck. I hear. “Why do you need to go to the pharmacy?” Christine asks. “To get the morning after pill…I’m going to start ovulating today…tomorrow at the latest!’ Tracey exclaims. “You know…I’m ovulating too…and I’m not going to do anything about it…” Christine replies, taking a sip of her coffee and eyeing her friend steadily through her glasses. “Christine, you’re crazy! You’re not on birth control…and neither am I!” Tracey exclaims, her eyes and mouth opening wide in horror. “I’m going to let nature takes. We reached hotel, I zipped my pants, but I was still hard, and my cock was seeming to tear my pants apart, and Neha adjusted her hair. We went in the hotel, there was this beautiful receptionist standing there, she saw us walking in and kinda giggled, I was a little embarrassed, and Neha was smiling.We reached her, greeted her and I gave her the booking details, she told me that our room was on 2nd floor, and asked me to fill in some details, but Neha wanted to use the washroom, and.