"It's fine. Please don't... Do you still want to have dinner?" Yes. This doesn't change... " CJ started, as I moved my hands away from my misty eyes. ...I absolutely still want to have dinner with you.... If you want."I nodded and offered a smile as the butterflies fell from my stomach. I still felt the sting of embarrassment, and imagined so many people's eyes on me. But the way CJ was looking at me was so genuine, and wonderful. For the remainder of our dinner date, I played The Flirt,. I reached out and grabbed onto 2 other cocks and used my hands to jack them off. The guy in my mouth came very fast and he pulled out as I finished swallowing the last of his cum and another cock was pushed into my waiting mouth. Lots of talking and comments continued to be made about me and what was going on, and I felt hands starting to rub and squeeze my breasts, I was changing from being embarrassed, to being a horny slut with all these hot and hard cocks waiting to be serviced by me. . He pressed his lips to hers again, she tried pushing her tongue against his lips. He opened his lips and received his first fumbling French kiss, with the girl of his fantasies. It didn’t take long before they were kissing like old friends, trying to outdo the other, playing dueling tongues with each other, learning how to move their through each other’s lips. Morgan ran her hand through his hair, her arm going around his neck to his back. He was leaning into her and she began to slide over,. When her attempts proved futile beyond the first 1/3 of my quickly stiffening man tool, she contented herself with bobbing her head along that portion she could take into her eagerly sucking mouth, and occasionally taking it out and licking the other two-thirds her mouth could not contain.I savored in the fine feeling of a good blowjob for several minutes. Not to take anything away from the fine job Jen was doing with her 22-year old mouth, but the taboo experience of the incestual quality to.