There are so many voices all night, but few of them can be made out. All is dark, but I am not alone.I have a cock in my hand. My hand is moving slowl.... Behind the blindfold I envisage the foreskin revealing and concealing the bulbous head. I am bent over. I feel a hand on my head, pushing gently. There is another cock, sliding in my bum crack where I’m bent forward. It feels slippery and oily. I move my hand down. My lips touch the cock in front of me. My tongue touches the cock in front of. "Well you now to get to be tasted by royalty too."He looks at it with a nervous expression "so should I just go for it?" "Sure, just give slow."He braces himself, slowly moving in with tongue eventually touching the oozing slit. "Ahhhhh!~" the girl exclaims "Are you okay, I didn't do anything wrong did I?" "No, no, it felt wonderful actually.. go and do it again."He peels back in to start and lap at her pussy, the girl placing hands upon his head as the heat dove into her. She began to steadily. As I left the kitchen I could feel my juices run down my inner thigh. I must have cum really hard and I knew that as soon as I got upstairs I was going to put my fingers up my cunt and then lick them dry afterwards.---Mike looked at Maggie, he lifted his drink and walked to the kitchen door, closing it slowly.“So,” said Mike, “What have you two been chatting about?” he asked, casually as he walked over to where Maggie was standing.“Oh! Various things,” said Maggie.“Are you two going shopping on. ” With that, she sat down next to Wendy and said, “Here comes the good part.”She was right. Nathaniel was down to nothing but his jeans, and they didn’t last long. He popped the button, pulled down the zipper, and then pushed both denim and his boxers in one fluid motion. Wendy was hypnotized by the sight of his rock-hard cock bobbing while he stepped out of the last of his clothing.“Now, come here,” Charlotte demanded in a sultry voice.A hungry grin decorated his face as he walked toward them,.