I stood awkwardly, leaning against the door. We didn’t say a lot. There was a lot of eye contact with the occasional drunken, spontaneous giggle. ...hat were we waiting for? Lisa chugged the last of her champagne, hopped off the dresser, and marched over to pin me against the door. We kissed deeply. She moaned into my mouth. She started to slip the spaghetti straps off her shoulders, but I stopped her with another kiss. “Wait,” I said, “I want to be naked first.” I didn’t want the magic of. After a small eternity, her hands started moving to my pulsing shaft. Gently at first, she started stroking my cock. All the way from the shaft up to the tip, then slowly back down. Her grip was tight, and the slippery oil made the feeling intense.She continued stroking my shaft, balls and even ran her hand and fingers behind my to my ass, where she played with my anus with one hand while continuing to stroke my rock hard cock with her other hand. She picked up the speed of her masturbation of. I could sense a real connection between them and feel the electricity coming from their embrace. "Your both welcome," was my lame inane response. Colin looked at me and asked. "Are you sure you are ready to watch us together Benn? Because I can tell you it is going to get real intense and I will be treating Karen is if she is my woman the whole time." "Yes sure." Again, a lame response. "You can participate as much as Karen wishes and I am very open to most things, but you may find you are. Damnit, there was nothing better for a man than four goddesses who wanted to worship every square inch of his body. As good as he got, he gave back. Through foreplay there was not a minute lost where a woman wasn’t squatting over his face demanding him to expertly eat her out usually with a few fingers stabbing her asshole. Cunnilingus fun was inextricably linked with finger-fucking their butts. For more than three hours, they made love together in every possible combination and position. The.