We finally made it to Quenten’s house and hopped inside. Quenten offered some mixed drinks, which served to put both of us at ease. I was riding the...good buzz. The kind of buzz where you were having a good time, inhibitions lowered yet totally in control of actions and not sloppy or drunk. This was going to be a good night. Quenten started kissing Sue and I was starting to feel a little left out. I really wanted Sue all to myself but realized that it was not to be at this moment. Sue offered no. I had intended to hire a tux, but I figured that since I had the money and I was likely to get some regular use out of it at university, I’d buy a cheap one instead. Almost as soon as we walked through the door, and certainly before I made our drinks, I’d made myself comfortable by throwing my jacket, bow tie, waistcoat and cummerbund on the stairs, leaving me in just my trousers and shirt, of which I undid the top couple of buttons.Clarissa didn’t have the same luxury since she had worn a. A man is allowed to be naked in his own home."Smiling at her somewhat confused face, I managed a simple "Sorry." This was an unexpected bonus for me, and I intended to exploit it as far as I could.Trudy, and her husband, Manny, lived in the apartment below Dagmar, on the bottom level. They were unmistakenly Jewish, and although they moved mostly in Jewish circles, were not outwardly religious. They were lovely people. Trudy was a petite livewire, gregarious, happy, amusing, entertaining. As she. After a short while Michael got up from the couch then got down on his knees between my legs and buried his face in my pussy! He began flicking his tongue in and out of me then would pause for a moment to suck my clit. He was driving me crazy and I began moaning so loud that everyone in the room directed their attention to us. After three or four minutes I had an especially intense orgasm. My body shuddered as it was racked by a wave of erotic pleasure.When I opened my eyes moments later, one.