I agreed and spend the rest of the afternoon preparing myself. I showered, shaved, applied my makeup, did my hair all the usual things one does befor... a date. I selected a white garter belt with matching stockings and a shelf bra. Over this I wore a short black wrap around skirt. I had a couple glasses of wine while I awaited what I hoped would be an exciting evening. Marcus arrived about 7:00 pm and I greeted him at the door and invited him in. He commented on how lovely I looked, which. The finger withdrew, and was replaced by what she knew was his cockhead. Oh fuck! oh fuck! oh fuck!It started pressing, relentlessly, into her, trying to squeeze past her clenched sphincter.And she pressed back. Despite her horror, her body now desired it. She pressed back on his cockhead. Her sphincter finally relaxed, and it popped in her. She would have screamed but for the tape over her mouth. He started pumping in her, deeper each thrust. And she rocked back to meet each thrust. . Several locations had 4 or 5 cushioned chairs where the guests could sit and converse. Dark alcoves were provided in different locations as well, in each was a reclining divan for a couple to sit and converse in privacy. Shadowy movement could be glimpsed from time to time from some of them but even up close it was not possible to see the occupants nor hear what was said in the alcove. An empty alcove was quite visible but for some reason once occupied by two or more the visibility from without. " Remember how you talked me through it the next morning and we came together on the telephone?" This is not a conversation that is designed to let me stand up and walk to class, Rose. I'm getting so excited just talking about it that I feel like a rock." I wish I could feel it, too. I'm so wet down there I'm probably leaving a spot on my skirt. Anyone who walks down the hall behind me will probably smell my juices leaking." Why are you doing this, Rose?" I want to build the anticipation..