A friend of mine was having a birthday and asked if he could use my flat to host a small party as he could not afford a place of his own, so I agreed,...not long after I found myself down the local shop, list in hand looking for party supplies, I’m busy looking at a shelf trying to find black party poppers “you still looking for a bang?”I look up and there she is, delivery lady!”o wow...hi...it’s a friends birthday tonight, I’m lending him my flat but he wants black party poppers, you would not. Our tongues did a sensual dance. My knees weakened as he deepened his kiss. I delighted in the warmth of his tongue as he explored and when in turn, I slipped my tongue into his mouth, he did not just suck on it, but he made love to it. I was utterly breathless when he moved from my mouth to my jawline. He kissed his way to my ear. He nibbled my earlobe as his hands slid up my side and lifted my shirt. He cupped my breasts while his tongue and lips played along my neck.He pulled my shirt over. I even lost a little bit down his shaft. Luckily for me, though, Zack kept cumming after I had swallowed the first mouthful and he filled my mouth for a second time. I made him feel good by continuously stroking his steel-like rod as it convulsed and delivered the rest of the hot, white, sticky sweetness to my palate. I kept Zack in my mouth for a while after he had finished and ran my open mouth up and down the sides of his slowly melting penis with the my mouth still full of Zack's. My curiosity was getting thebetter of me.‘Moire’, I called, ‘I want to see what you’re doing,babe. Take the blindfold off me, please.’‘No fucking way’, she laughed.Okay, Miss Smarty-Bitch, I thought, we’ll just see. Itried to close myself off to the pleasure runningthrough me enough to concentrate on making the blindfolddisappear. It wasn’t easy, but I managed it, feeling thesilk vanish off my face, then seeing again.Moire was still a full.