As we climbed the steps, the front door was opened by a butler who must have been watching out for new arrivals. I could see the inside parlor of the...house was already filled with people, I assumed many of them friends of Kristy's from work.As we stepped up to the front door, Kristy raised her arm in a big wave. "Donna!" she said and ran into the house, disappearing into the crowd. The butler gave me a sideways look. I just shrugged. As I entered the house, there was a table set up to the. That’s true. It’s kinda messed up now, isn’t it?”— “Yes it is. So watcha doing? You back in the country?”— “Yep. I’m here for a whole month. My brother’s having it’s first son baptised so I thought I’d drop in.”After high school, Hildi went to a college in a different part of the country so we kinda lost touch. After she finished she went to Spain for work. I was thinking about this at times and how well she would fit in Spain. She was always this exotic girl and I always thought she was from. Surprisingly, it didn't feel chafed or raw at all, unlike her previous marathon masturbations.Drawing her hand up out from underneath the sheets, she noticed the heady aroma of sex in the air... sweet, musky, alluring. Bringing her glistening fingers upwards, the aroma became stronger, more compelling. Tentatively, Kerri lapped at her own index finger, pink tongue flicking out like a cat's. Then again. And again. Soon, both her index and middle fingers were well-within her mouth as she sucked. She was sucking me again, and there was nothing I could do. It felt so good that I could barely move a muscle.“Kusum… You don’t have to… Oh, !”She responded by sucking even harder, not even stopping to rest her jaw. I realized that by now, it was a lost cause. Before long, the music would stop and she would move on to the next cock. I had might as well enjoy these last few moments. As expected, the song slowly faded out until there was nothing but silence. The only sound was the girls’ knees.