After nine pm the adults could do whatever they wanted. Yes, we had a few orgies in the game room but more often than not, it meant the downstairs was...clothing optional.I don't know where or why, but as the years passed I became a nudist. Not an exhibitionist, but more of a 'if it was warm, then why do I need to wear clothes' outlook. Naturally all of the girls followed suite, even without my encouraging them. I like to think it was because they were comfortable with their bodies since they. As I stretched my mouth over the monstrous head, I appreciated it’s thickness and then I heard Curtis moaning as he gently rubbed my head. I couldn’t get any more of it in my mouth but it was steadily oozing this hot, salty nectar that I found intoxicating. Curtis was telling me how good it felt and comparing me to my mom’s cock sucking skills.I didn’t know what another man’s cum would taste like but I was eager to find out. As Curtis neared orgasm, his cock throbbed more and he became way more. He put the head of his cock at my hole and started pushing it in, it hurt for a little bit until he started going faster and faster. He kept asking if it felt good and I kept saying yes but it didn't really feel good that much. We kept going for over an hour and he still wasn't even close to cumming, I had tried dirty talking, playing with his balls and moaning but none of it worked. We gave up on trying and he hopped up and finished himself off. I'll never forget that day. We broke up 5 weeks. It closed them into their own little world, it shut out everyone else, and kept her safe from her unhappy reality. The taxi dropped them at a notorious night club on Oxford Street. When Sarah realised where Tim was taking her she tried to back out. ‘Oh, no,’ she said, ‘I can’t go here.’ ‘Why not, it’s just a club?’ ‘I’ve heard about this place!’ ‘See, it’s famous!’ he answered, grinning. ‘We’re going to have fun. It’s your night off, a night to kick back, and let your hair down. No limits, just.