And now, as Deniece wielded her ever quickening blows to Cinnamon's beet red back and buttocks I fucked faster and harder. Cinnamon took it all, the f...el of her tongue against my cock so fabulously rich, so wonderfully warm. Orgasm was at hand but Deniece had ordered me not to cum too quickly as she had her plans, her way of bringing both Cinnamon and I to finality at just the right moment. Withdrawing now I could sense something from Deniece, a lust for the moment that I hadn't seen before in. Slowly I went up and down his length, while I was also enjoying the manipulations of my breasts that he was doing. I couldn't decide which I should think about. Jukwaese's mouth kept sucking on my nipples. It felt like he could get my entire breast into his mouth. Definitely. Probably with room left over. But his hands dropped down to my waist. He held me tight. He also dipped his hands into my waistband. His hands began feeling skin below my waist that had never been touched before. My pants. He surrendered to the feeling, closing his eyes, imagining it was his wedding night at last.But when he opened them, it wasn't Paula. Steve pushed the stripper away again, tried to get up. With his pants around his ankles, he stumbled drunkenly, crashed backwards, landing on the bad shoulder he told people was a football injury.Dimly he remembered telling everyone about the vow. The guys laughed. The stripper said she thought it was sweet. She asked if she could at least give him a handjob.. ‘Not yet. I want you to suck me off.’ I said as I took another bite of chicken. ‘Yes Daddy! This time can I make you cum?’ She asked as she started to slip below the table. ‘You can make me cum but you cannot swallow my gift to you until I say so!’ I said. Amy started to suck my cock and to tell the truth it was one of the best blow jobs that she had ever given me. I could hear the sloppy wet sound of her blowing me. I was getting close when I saw Deedra walking to the table. ‘Is everything.