Kink. Com had a stage setup with live demos. I was in whatever he wanted me to wear all weekend. His outfit choices. I like being a moldable barbie so...etimes.He had me cook him lobster rolls. I learned on the spot. Came out great.He had a golden shower fetish so he peed on me a few times in the shower. I remember doing a caning session. He wanted me to try working up to it. I swear his dick got harder every time I cussed when he hit me.He wanted to Taz zap me (electro play). I got nervous and. "What? I suppose the one with the big tits," I said thinking about each of her three friends."Yeah typical man," she chuckled, "you always go for big tits, well that's Janice, I'll tell her later when I ring her." No please," I yelled, "I wouldn't know what to do with her." Come off it brother," she scoffed, "don't tell me you're still a virgin." Well," I mumbled."You are," she yelled, "oh Janice is just going to just love it, breaking in a virgin." Please don't tell her," I called out."No. We had a great dinner of Indian cuisine, while being plied with more desi daru. We were feeling no pain from what we drank on the beach, and those drinks at dinner only added to our inebriation. Neither Craig nor I are big drinkers, and the food we ate did little to lessen our drunkenness.It seemed like Badri was having the party in our honor, and five other couples, several single men, and two single ladies joined us after dinner. We continued sipping the desi daru and smoked some potent. Thinking about Laurie got quite a reaction out of my lower body, my cock throbbing with the memory of her surprisingly tight pussy. I made myself some toast, and grabbed an orange, sitting at the table in the exact spot I had filled Laurie with semen. Breathing in deeply, I thought I could still detect a hint of her scent in the air, the musky, intoxicating smell of a slightly older woman’s sex juices. I finished my toast and looked at the orange, not feeling very hungry. Not for food.