Each guest will have a number ball in the cage. The age will spin and the first ball to drop, that will be who gets first crack at me. The guests will...have balls at the ceremony. I still have no balls I am told.Then if I survive that ordeal, the guests will be asked who wants to have their way with me. One hour alone, in a private room. Anything goes they will be told. Like in Vegas, what happens in that room, stays in that room. The offer will go out to men, women. Anyone there. I must agree. I felt a hand spread my cheeks and the bed creak. Then the warm knob of another man’s head pressing against my butt hole. I’d never had a man in my ass nor was I ever in a man’s ass simply because I felt it was wrong and I didn’t see the pleasure of it. The head pushed past my hole and I felt the flared head inside me and the shaft following a shaft that didn’t seem as if it was going to stop as it made its way deep inside my ass. I moaned. Whoever was on my began to stroke me slowly at first.. "You desire the same power over the opposite sex as the man who took my life. So be it."She then lowered herself to her knees where she then proceeded to unbutton my jeans and release my aching member. She gave me a cute wink as she stroked and massaged me before taking me into her mouth.After only a couple bobs of her head, she was able to take me all the way down her throat and within 6 blissful minutes, her ministrations had brought me to the verge of climax. She seemed to be completely. ' at that Drew blushed and nodded at Mark as they both smiled for a moment. 'Okay now you deal with your friends while I explain to our guests why we are going to move in to the bed room.' Mark said and blew a kiss at Drew who blushed again.'Oki guys' Drew started, looking dreamily at his two giggling friends. 'Come up, were going to heaven' Drew and Mark had become lovers at the first smoke-out they had had. It wasn't about love; it was more about sexual relief and deep friendship that they.