Jean-Baptiste looked at my hand on his. Sorry about that, I said, quickly pulling away. Jean-Baptiste grabbed my hand, gently but firmly. Don’t be s...rry, he said, then he kissed it. I felt tingly all over when his lips touched my hand. That’s sweet, I said, practically gushing. Jean-Baptiste smiled. Thank you milady, he said in a mock-British accent, then we both laughed. That evening, long after Jean-Baptiste left, I lay on my bed, thinking about him. The brother is good-looking, smart and. " He just hoped he could catch up withher again later on.Brad shrugged, then made his way towards the punch bowl. To his surprisethere were several people clustered around it. "This stuff is prettygood," a woman dressed as a vampire commented, taking a sip from her cup."I don't know what they spiked it with, but I've got to find out." Let me try some," Brad said, getting himself a cup and taking a sip. Tohis surprise it was pretty good. It was sweet with some kind of flavorthat he couldn't. I tried to swallow but the girth of his cock made it difficult and most of the cum ran down my chin and neck on to my chin. As his orgasm subsided he pulled out of my mouth. Almost apologetically, he told me he did not get blown that often and thus he came quite quickly. Frankly, I was fine with him cumming quickly, because my jaw hurt. Cory proceeded to pull my cum covered body up on the bed and bent over taking my rock hard cock in his mouth. MMMM.. He was masterful at sucking. Break is over.”Shit. I thought to myself. My gut was churning again, my heart tightened and my cock was fully hard again. I suddenly became jealous, more jealous than I had ever been. I looked at my phone and realized that I could track her phone. I could go to her, I could break down the fucking door, get her, drag her from him and kick his fucking ass.Then something came over me. I was so glad it did, as I suddenly remembered that my wife and I were in love. She was everything to me, and I to.