I nodded and sat down, my bottom a little sore. Chris put his hand on my thigh. "I wasn't too hard was I," he asked? "Not at all," I said smiling meek...y, "I can't believe we just did that." "I know." John drew a card. He read, "If you're not already naked, remove the rest of your clothing. Let the others in the room give you oral pleasure until you are satisfied." He looked up questioningly. "Does this mean everyone?" "No, no...anyone who wants to," Sam hastily replied. "Okay girls," Carey said. As I sat there enamored by the way she looked, I realized that the silence lasted too long. My amazement at her beauty left me silent long enough to worry her. “God, you are beautiful,” I reassured her lovingly before she worried any longer. She smiled as she lowered her head a bit in modesty. I continued, “Look at me.” I was direct in my request. She raised her head and our eyes met. “You look absolutely stunning! Your body looks at least 20 years younger, if not more.” She believed me because. Grabbing her hips, I raised her up then drove back into her. This time she gave a little scream of pleasure. Soon we were into a rhythm. Despite the lack of a satisfactory sex life with her husband followed by a four year abstinence, she was fucking good. For ten minutes she was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes full length, sometimes just working my head with her hips, I was in heaven. From her noises and panting I could tell she wasn't far off. For myself, I could feel that familiar. Someone followed her off the bed. I assumed it was Zoë. I wiggled my butt back into Suzi.I ran my hand around the hem of Marin’s nightgown. Her legs were tight and fit. I inched up the bottom, which was hardly passed the bubble of her butt.“No panties...” I murmured.“We weren’t allowed to wear panties yesterday!” Renee shouted scandalized.“Always an audience.” Andrea slipped forward. “Good morning, Dean.”Suzi behind me, inched down the waist of my pajama pants. She did the same for my boxers..