All I could do was just moan and scream.Alex pulled me back straight and hugged me from behind. My back was resting on his chest. He turned my face an... kissed my lips and all the while, his hands were roaming all over my body. It was so intense and toxic. I never knew a women body can be treated like this.Alex’s magical fingers were teasing my clit and nipples and his cock was giving soft strokes between my legs. Finally, our tongues were melting in each other’s mouth. I knew I won’t be able to. ’ With the theatricality of a stage magician, Cherry drew the partition aside. Her guests rose, gasping in unified delight at the reveal. Jaylee could almost hear their mouths water.‘You fucking kidding me?’‘Mierda!’‘God-damn.’Jaylee kept her eyes raised, scarcely daring to look. Even as the trio circled her, gazing on every detail like hungry gallery attendees, she saw them with peripheral vision only. There was May from Cherry’s art collective–slender Chinese-American with striking eyes;. I ended up spilling my guts about how much I hated the whiney, stupid, obnoxious, self-centered, kvetch known as Megan Fucking Lowenthal. The idea of spending ten minutes with her was loathsome. The rest of my life living with her made suicide an appealing prospect.To my surprise, Becky felt the same way about Mark Chazen, except he was seemingly even worse. First of all, he apparently had some kind of vision deficiency, because he not only thought Becky wasn't the most beautiful thing on two. Then suddenly you burst into life."Oh alright. Here."Your body twists, your thighs open, and there it is, already shiny with your juices."Wider."You force your legs slightly further open. Your entire crotch is shiny, and your large breasts are rising and falling in sync with the short gasps of your breathing. Your head is tossed back, your eyes squeezed shut. You can feel the cool air on the lips of your pussy. You know you are soaked.You hear me rise from the chair, and move about the room..