She threw back the duvet and sat, for a moment or two, on the side of the bed. Bacon butty? Yes, she vaguely remembered. There had been a group of the.... Some people from the local radio station and a couple of guys from the record company. They had gone to a bar. Down near the harbour. In some sort of cellar. She remembered going down some stairs, past framed black-and-white photographs of jazz stars from the ’60s — Miles Davis, people like that. She remembered feeling very tired and someone. They looked at each other and silently agreed to stay. Edgarknew that he had them now. All he had to do was get them to sign the papers.That was critical. As long as the papers were witnessed and notarized, it was abinding contract, and what a coincidence that Charles just happened to be anotary public. ?I think we?d like to stay for a few days,? Doug said. ?Why, that?s wonderful. We?re so glad you?ll give us achance to make things up to you,? Edgar added.??You?re such a wonderful young couple. Mainly because he was holding the girl by a rope harness with one hand."We're done with your slave," he said with a big grin, "where do you want her?" Oh, just set her down anywhere. I'll get to her eventually," grinned Ken.Ari giggled as Eric gently set her down. Ken was sure Ari would have thanked Eric in a less garbled manner, but the ball gag in her mouth kept her from uttering more than a "ank oo". Eric kissed the teen's forehead, then left.Ken rose from the bed and walked around Ari. She. She pushed her hair over her head, looked me in the eye and said ‘anytime you’re ready.’ Then she put her mouth back over my erection and pushed me deep into her mouth. There was almost a ‘twang’ and I felt the rhythmic pumping of my seed, shooting from my balls to my cock and then into her mouth. Surprised, she raised her head a little and then began gulping, swallowing my cum. I could feel her tongue running over the top of my erection as I closed my eyes. This was the best orgasm I’d ever.