I forgot about anything else... didn't care what anyone thought of me or even what I thought of myself. I was alone with a live, cumming cock deep in ...y face.Once he'd unloaded, he pulled out and left the booth. I swallowed the last of his cum and wiped some off my chin that had leaked out when suddenly, another cock appeared. A different one. A darker one. A bigger one. I reached up and took it in my hand. Immediately my lips were on it. The feeling was much the same. I was again in that. Janey found herself staring at his mouth as he chewed the biscuit, her eyes glued to his lips as his tongue crept out to lick the melted chocolate from his top lip. She found herself licking her own lip as she watched him and when she glanced up pulling her gaze from his lips she found him watching her through eyes dark with desire. Ren smiled to himself as Janey gave a startled gasp and jerked her gaze away from his. He hadn’t been surprised to find her watching him. He had been able to feel. She dumped the squirt into her mouth.Their bed was half wet from all the squirt and the sweat and saliva. So they both cuddled together and slept with their hands in each other’s pussies and went off into deep slumber.The next morning, they both woke up fresh and kissed each other hard. They went into the shower together applied soap to each other’s bodies. They fingered their pussies inside in cool water from the tap.They were madly in love with each other’s bodies. Soon they realized maybe. Jay returns from the room with a little white box in his hand. I glance at him, then the box, then him, then the box. What does he have in there? Jay sets the box on the counter and slides in front of her. “Open it,” he says softly. Uncertainly, I pick up the little box. Then slowly, I open it. Resting inside on a pillow of cotton are two black and white feather earrings. Two-inch long, fine-veined feathers hanging from a solid gold hook lay neatly side by side. I suck in my breath. “Jay, these.