"Don't be selfish, dear. I thought we were all about sharing? C'mon... didn't you tell me that it's been over two years since Judy's had a good fuck?"...indy looked down at my cock and said, “Well, Judy might be ready, but you’re not.”At this, Judy leaned forward, reached down to where I was still kneeling and grabbed my semi-flaccid cock. "I can take care of that. It's been a long time, but I think I remember how to do this."Her hand felt smooth and warm on my half-hard cock and I stood up and. It would not budge.I've re-run those events in my mind over and over in the months since,obsessively worrying at them, trying to find if there was anything Icould've done differently after touching the medallion, but God help methere isn't."Will you be okay now?" asked Carol, still stroking my hair.I'm not sure I'll ever be okay again, but I nodded: no point burdeningher further. She had enough on her plate already. Carol tucked me in andthen replaced the pacifier I'd dislodged when I woke. For. He kissed her again, his kiss -- not hers. Her lips were sweet and warm. She opened her mouth when he licked them. When her tongue met his, it was as if a spark flew. His left hand dropped to her butt and cupped it. It was firm and sweet. His thumb found her nipple through the blouse and bra. It responded to him.Jan was discovering that being caressed felt different from -- the opposite of -- being grappled. She hugged Mr. Fisher’s shoulders to keep those feelings coming.Dan abandoned Janet’s. About half the party left and the other half were getting more and more smashed. Before long the inevitable happened, a push became a shove and a shove became a fist and everyone was wading in stopping the fight from starting.Claire being one of the few sober people there said that we all needed to sober up a bit and have something to eat. I’m going to get pizza” she said and a few others piled into her car and off they wentThere’s no doubt I was pissed as I was well and truly wanting to see,.