No k**ding. Near the end of our time standing there, I moved my hand down her back and under her sweater. I felt a silky material. She was wearing ...omething very sexy under that sweater. He back felt like silk and her tongue was so wet and tasty. Eventually I slid my hand down and felt her ass. She made a little purring sound.Eventually she said “I don’t normally do this, but would you like to come up to my room”? I was speechless at first, but said yes. Once we got to her room, she. Fiona gave me a hug and thanked me for taking her to the party. She shared how much she really enjoyed herself tonight. She said as much as she has enjoyed herself, she was a little sore, tired and about ready to go. “I hope you don’t mind honey”, she said, “But it’s going to take a little while to get ready to fuck some more.” I told her that was fine and that we should find our clothes and say our goodbyes if she wanted to.After we got dressed we stopped in the kitchen to get some juice and. Warm water filled the bathtub as she delicately stepped inside. Her soft, blissful humming filling the small white room as her form sat down. A piece of paper sat by the sink, words scrawled almost illegible upon its thin blue lines. She had read it three times before being satisfied with what she had written. A satisfied smirk upon those pale, rose petal, lips as she thought about how her mother would react when that paper was read. The tub now half full, her plan put to action. Her wrists. “OK girls let’s see some synchronized blow jobs here.” That got him a sort of dirty look from Maur but he choose to ignore it for the time being. Paul had to admit dual cocksucking was a treat just to watch. The girls had an arm around each other’s shoulders and were trying to synch the whole thing. Two heads going up and down in unison, Paul made up his mind these two were going to get matching haircuts. This was great! The male ego part of sex was always interesting. In some ways the fact.