I couldn't come until eight because the banquet didn't start until later. I asked how Sally's party went. "It was fun. Everyone told a story and some...of the girls gave pointers on how to give a good blow job. The funny thing was that Alice and Sally got into an argument over trying to deep throat their boyfriend. Sally said you need to practice to avoid something called the gag reflex and Alice said you don't have to go that far to make a guy cum. Most of us wanted to know how to practice so. “Where do you want me to come?” I said to give her warning.She released my weeping cock from her mouth and said “On my legs. All over my stockings.”She leant back in the car seat and took my cock in her hand directing it to her nylon-clad thighs. I had taken my fingers out of her snatch and put them in her mouth. She gobbled my fingers eagerly to taste her own juices from them.As she rubbed my stiff prick against her stockinged thighs lacquering the nylon with some of her goo that had ran down. My erection was massive already, just by staring at her. Her eyes are wide as she watchs me reach for the lubricant to use and begin to spread it liberally over my cock. I love being able to slide deep without any foreplay, and the look of shock on their faces when I do is always exciting. It also makes it more enjoyable for them, and harder for them to hold back their climax.She stands moving over to the bed and I push her bending her over on the bed. I pull her arms to the side and press to. There’s fingers up my ass and more in my pussy.Suddenly, I remember my husband is here watching my body squirt over and over- screaming in ecstasy – each orgasm stronger than the last!I notice there are spectators watching me get off. These are my friends and they are grabbing my legs, lifting me off the ground and spreading them far apart – completely exposing and opening both fuck holes!My stiff clit and pink wet pussy are stretched far out. My clean, sweet, tight little asshole has been.