All the time I would know exactly where she was in the room without looking up. It was a weird feeling but I could sense her warm body. She...must have noticed the effect she was having on me because she would give me a mischievous smile as she left the room. After she was gone, her smell would linger in the air. I found myself fantasizing about her. What would it be like to kiss her, to touch her face and feel her body against mine and breathe her into me? She. After a couple of drinks, we both put ourselves together to sleep. We got very close to bed so I felt his dick near my ass, I was very wet and excited. He slowly went up on me, but I still pretended to sleep because I felt very guilty that I fell in love with my best friend's friend. He started rubbing with my dick's wet dick and I loved it enormously as I felt his hard dick.After a few hours while I was sleeping I woke up and I asked:What happens ?He wondered if I remembered anything, he was. He was slowly stroking it and his large hand didn't completely enclose around it. I once measured a lovers cock at 8 1/4 inches long, 6 inches around. Here was one no doubt longer, and 2, maybe 3 inches more around. He gestured for me to mount his cock. I stood over him and eased the head of it in. Just the head stretched me wider than I'd ever been spread. I eased myself further down that shaft, the sensations of deep penetration and stretching wider sent me into a massive, trembling, orgasm.. I half-wondered if a huge orgy might erupt! Bolero is powerful music and Murphy… well, she’s more intoxicating than the wine. We left the park and went to our hotel. Passion was on hold for a few minutes because we both had to pee but I had champagne sent up from Room Service. The delivery guy looked young and virile but I gave Murphy a look that told her in no uncertain terms that she was all mine this night. If she was disappointed, it didn’t show. I poured champagne and raised a glass in a.