As we entered the party, there weren’t as many people there as I had expected. Maybe five or six couples total. Sheri introduced me to some of her f...iends and we continued to the kitchen. Sheri and I each got a drink and continued walking through the house. That’s when I spotted this tall, gorgeous woman out of the corner of my eye.“This is Ana and her husband Pedro,” Sheri said to me as I extended my hand to Pedro.“Nice to finally meet you,” I said to Ana. “Sheri has told me so much about. I undid the first four and bared my boobs. The grape coloured bra I wore gave it a great look. He traced my boobs with one finger and squeezed them hard. I was getting really horny by then and I saw that he too had begun to sweat. As he began to pull down my bra, I stopped him and told him that he can get access to them only if he finds the key. He looked puzzled and so I told him that he has to find my nipples over my bra and only then can he open the bra. He was interested and he set out with. He shoved a finger, then two into her cunt and soon he once again felt a strong urge to taste her, even if at first he didn't want to admit it to himself, but his desire for her soaking cunt grew and grew until he could no longer denied it. Even though he felt disgusted with himself for even thinking about what he knew was now inevitable, his crazy desire to lick her cavern of love in the condition it was at the moment could not be explained. It no longer mattered to him if it was still loaded. More worryingly, she had the horrible sensation that she was being followed, hunted. Every now and again she felt cold breath against the back of her neck, her cheek. She tried to write it off as a draught, wind perhaps, but the way it touched her skin so specifically made her question her own judgement. Besides, shouldn’t breath be hot? Stumbling on, Gemma felt the floor beneath her feet change to something more solid. So she’d survived ‘earth’, what was next? She couldn’t remember. Wind?.