I groaned to myself as I remembered that he wasn't coming out with me tonight. We had been sleeping together for a couple of months now and I had made...it my mission to try to get him to fuck me whilst drunk but he refused, each time I tried he would tell me he didn't want to push my limits and end up hurting me but I wanted it do badly. Our usual sober sex was amazing, he would tie me up, spank my round ass, bite me in places he knew would drive me wild and fuck me like I were nothing but a. The bra soon followed, and soon she was bare breasted, his hands exploring every inch of her exposed skin. He started to lower his mouth back downwards, finally closing his lips around one nipple, and starting to lightly suck, swirling his tongue around in circles, meanwhile using his hand to twirl the other between his thumb and forefinger. Nica moaned, louder this time, lost in the feeling that he was giving her, and letting her hips start to move a bit.He took the hint, and wasted no time in. ” “Think I care? It’s you he’ll get mad at, not me,” she said dismissively, as she admired her reflection in the mirror above the sink. “Are you usually this rude in someone else’s house?”Kayleigh clearly didn’t think this was worthy of an answer. She handed Emi a can of shaving foam and a razor. “Best get on with it, hadn’t you?” Kayleigh climbed in the bath with a languid grace Emi could only envy. She spread her legs wide, smiling as she picked up the shower attachment. She adjusted. I do remember two things. First, although I am not a good dancer, Cindy didn't seem to mind. She and my wife were dancing up a storm, and they were both just having fun being there.The second thing I remember is that halfway through the song, another guy joined us and took over as my wife's dance partner.His name was Terry. He was a single guy. Most groups either don't allow single men, or they severely limit their numbers. Terry knew the host couple, and they allowed him to be there. He said.