YES!” My heart was pounding and I was trembling, but I was also, most of all, aware that my cock was very hard. The creaking was rhythmic. I though... I was going to fall down. My head was spinning. A special birthday. I heard Diana shriek with orgasm and I could smell her warm pussy but also, after a grunt, I could scent a load of male cum-juice. They crashed onto the bed. I heard kissing sounds. I wondered what was coming next. Then, Diana said, “It’s time.” The male voice said something. There is a cute boy over there on your left, do you see him?" ''Yeah, the boy with the glasses?" "No, dummy, the boy next to him, what do I have to do here, you've got eyes, too!" "Oh, the fat boy?" "Hell yes, the fat boy. He is really sweet, He's got just what you want in those baggy-ass jeans. I can help you out here. I know you're horny. When I'm in my human aspect, I get fuckin 'horny, too. Yeah, angels get that way sometimes..." I thought of the sex I'd had with her. I glided over and. It was covered in cum.A breath filled my chest and stayed there. My eyes were down, afraid to look at Damien’s face. I stared at the floor, at the slick vibrator, at his feet. Warm cum was still oozing out of me. Damien looked at the silver rod, his brows arched high in genuine surprise. He crouched down and grasped it, rising up again and just looking at it. Oh, God, I was going to have to explain.‘I found it – and… and you said I could have whatever I. He had followed my directions, for he had put his pants back on—but the ease with which the warm ups slipped off his lovely bare ass, I could only imagine his boxers lying in a bunch on the floor of my little ensuite. “Mmm. You smell nummy,” Roddy offered, kissing and licking my neck. “Something new?”“Just for you, my little kumquat.” I replied.“Kumquat?” He asked in feigned shock.“Kumquat. It’s little orange like fruit that you eat, peel and all. Trust me, my little kumquat.” :”And you.