“Slide a finger into me Julian,” I whisper with one leg over his shoulder as I fight back my fifth orgasm. “Two fingers,” I moan as a fantasti... orgasm builds. I am very aware of three women watching and enjoying a hung trannie licking my cunt - and I like it very much, sex with an audience.I have a hand on Julian’s head as he expertly slides two fingers into me. I am making strange guttural noises. The women watching are breathing almost as heavily as me. I use two fingers of my other hand to. He was bewildered and laughed politely with me. I explained that I am new to this neighborhood and I just saw this event and was really fascinated by it. He introduced himself and his friends call him Chuck, I shake his hand and I introduced myself. He is about 5’10”, black wavy hair, brown smooth skin, piercing brown eyes, svelte and he is wearing a baseball hat with no shirt only his basketball shorts. The one that captivated me was his eyes; it seems he can hypnotize you just by looking at. Smiling, she realized it was always like this and before she began another explanation; she allowed him to plow her into another orgasm. This orgasm made her squeal and locked her legs like a vice around his waste."Hold, on; we need to change positions."He pulled out, his hand went straight to his cock, trying to keep himself going. Heather laughed this time before getting off the bed and bending over it, Spreading her cheeks, she told him to come get it. Like a bull seeing red, he surged back. This completely surprised Marion for she had heard nothing like this ever discussed by the other women in the castle. What Marion then discovered was that there were more layers of pleasure then she ever realized. She could feel Luke’s hot breath on her moist skin and could feel the stubble on his face brushing against her. Most of all she could feel his tongue working its way into her slit. When it hit her clit, she took a deep breath and froze. Luke worked his way up and down her slit.