The journey was more enjoyable than the destination by now. We all knew that we would cum a lot, after all. I didn’t even remember when the caterers...arrived, though they must have, because I was finally jolted out of my hazy state by the kisses of one caterer who was not just here to feed me.“What ... the hell?” I asked aloud as I found people eating off each other’s skin, using ladies as human food trays.“Yeah, the ... um ... caterers that I chose aren’t ... normal caterers. They double as sex. My cock stiffened and she moved her head slowly up and down as she stroked the shaft. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sensations her hand and mouth were causing, groaning softly when she began to massage my balls with her free hand. My hands cupped the back of her head urging her to increase her tempo and I began to thrust my hips up to meet her downward stroke forcing my self deeper into her willing mouth. Her tongue was like velvet undulating against my hard cock as she sucked. We were both very sweaty from riding the waves of her successive orgasms. I climbed on top of her and used my body weight to hold her down as the next big orgasm began to arrive. This time, she went with the flow and let the orgasms run their course as I continued to lick her pussy hole and pussy lips and gentle laps around her clit. We were both spent and rolled over beside each other. She was a very happy but tired girl. Off for another shower and more body lotion. We sat in the kitchen. I can see a small and frothy patch of dick cheese off to one side. Earl has at least seven inches, and possibly a good eight. He cock is of the perfect thickness; not too thin to make his length look spindly, nor too fat to spoil the sense of proportion. It's a cock Michaelangelo would have been proud to sculpt. "I want to suck that," I blurt out. That was embarrassing. I usually manage to be a little more suave than that. "Come on in," he says in a voice so low I almost missed it. "Looks.