More and more of my cum poured out of my cock and yet the Mistress gave nosigns of notice except that her soft moaning got progressively louder and mo...eintense. I couldn?t believe that my cum was stillflowing and worried slightly about the mess that I must be making. But overeverything, the realization hit me that I had not had an orgasm. When my cumhad stopped the flowing and the Mistress was satisfied that she had gotten verylast drop out of me. She pulled her fingers out of my ass and then. My cock twitched and I found myself stroking Jon’s thigh, brushing his own pubic hair. Cara’s leg fell over the side of the arm of the chair and Lindsey rubbed her mound. We only had a couple of lamps on in the room, so it wasn’t easy to see everything but Cara let out a groan and it was obvious that Lindsey had a finger inside her. Me and Jon didn’t look at each other and without taking our eyes off the two beautiful girls in front of us, we placed our hands on each other’s cocks. I could. “And I need to have a shower ready to go out,” I replied.“Then come in, the cubicle’s free,” she answered.“Oh yes,” I said, “that’s great, you’re in the bath naked, I’m in the shower naked, and Mum walks in. That would go down well. We’d both be grounded until menopause.”“Mine or Mum’s?” she asked.“Mine,” I replied.I heard her tinkling laugh.“Ok, since it’s you, I’ll get out long enough for you to have a shower. But I’m going to leave my water in, so, no doing anything gross like peeing in. The party was pronounced another huge success. Mum pretended to be embarrassed by the praise, but we all knew that she deserved it.Mum & Dad, together with Jen & Hamish, were going to have lunch at The George with the Baxters (we’d all been invited, but the rest of us thought it was unfair to put them to the great expense, and besides, there were plenty of yummy leftovers from the party which needed eating up). Eight of us sat around in the kitchen eating buffet style (a polite way of saying.