He guided her head down on him, slightly shoving himself deeper into her throat. She was still going at it, alternating her hands on him. He was getti...g close. “I want you inside me,” she whispered, her mouth wet. He pulled his khakis all the way off and laid her down on his wooden desk. He reached under her skirt and looped his finger into her lace thong, pulling it off as she fumbled with the skirt’s zipper. He feasted his eyes upon her pussy, bald, musky, with a small strip of bright red. I was still hard and she said, “Ready for the final frontier? I’ve never done anal before.” “Neither have I. If you don’t want to, I understand; I don’t want to hurt you or make you feel obligated to do something you don’t want to.” “I’m a little scared, but I feel that you won’t hurt me, and I really want to.” She pulled off of my cock, and with her hand guided it to her asshole. She lowered herself, and I felt the head of my dick pop past the ring of muscle to the inside of her backdoor. She. Barbie sauntered over in her 5” Mary Jane’s to stand next to Paula, who started to blow Barbie’s 6” uncut cock while fucking Mickey who was blowing me. Even though there was no talking, it was one of the loudest parties I’ve been to, with all the moaning, grunting and dirty talk like, “Fuck me harder, I want to feel your cum in my ass.” There was a lot of "Oh, my God," "Oh, fuck yeah" and "Yeah, baby."Our host Julia sat in a big, overstuffed chair across from us, whipped out the biggest dick at. He asked me to take them off but I wasn't comfortable enough to do so. As soon as we walked the guys just stared at me. I got so aroused thinking of them seeing my pictures and them imagining them now. I got another glass of wine and started to flirt a little bit. I could tell they were all trying to see up my skirt and tease them for a while and "slip" a little flash of my panties every now and then. One of his buddies mentioned the photos, and I acted surprised and mad, like I didn't know.