We played with each other for a bit, while we watched the goings on around us. Right on the other side of the long couch where we were there was a guy...who had two girls on their knees sucking his cock. The couple across the way had stopped fucking but his cock was still inside her. She was in reverse cowgirl and he was stroking her clit and nipples as she watched and moaned. On the floor there was a tangle of bodies that seemed to be about 3 guys and 7 or 8 girls. Everybody there was licking or. "I'm trying to think of a way to get us all home tonight."Renée touched my right arm. "You said it yourself, Ral. You're not our master and we're not your subjects. This is a group decision, not yours alone." The others gathered around to join the hushed conversation."Who's going to stay?" Who says anyone's staying?" I don't want to stay."The different emotions and tensions were a chaotic storm running through all of us. I hadn't answered any questions or made any statements. I just sat there. I asked with a smile “do u need a fill?”. He responded very coldly: “definitely not from you hobo” and turned the other way. I tried to talk to him a few times more, no use and finally realized his eyes were on another guy whom I had known for a long time from the scene. He was wearing a black mask of an executioner. I quickly had a plan and went to talk to him. In about fifteen minutes or so I had his mask and leather vest on. When I came back into the hall, I saw the boy looking at me once. He managed to get the suit open and his hand slid under it, onto a bare breast. ‘God!’ she moaned, ‘I love it when you touch me!’ Her hands slid into his swimsuit and grasped his cock, which had begun to strain and swell. Shuddering with delight, Tommy managed to get Donna’s swimsuit off, then he laid her on the blanket and his hands began gliding over her smooth, pale skin. At the same time, his lips moved to her straining nipples. She groaned and her back arched, pressing her breasts into his.