I felt like a man who had just won a lottery.In the bedroom, John swiftly removed both our t-shirts. Next, I got shoved onto the bed before he jumped ...n me like a hyperactive kid. Much as I had believed that the gob monster would not be too hectic, the drool flowed so prolifically that in no time, my head, shoulders, and chest were sopping wet as he moistly traversed my body like an out of control irrigation system.I was delirious with happiness as he snorted and grunted his pent up frustration. ’ ‘Well, what about you?’ I ask feeling somewhat overexposed. ‘I gotta go back out in a little bit…I saw something I want to check out again a little later. It’s nothing to worry about,’ you say with a slightly mischievous tone of voice. In the kitchen, I take a seat on the stool and gasp at the cold wood touching my hot and still moist pussy. I watch you intently as you open the refrigerator and start to rummage around, pulling out various items. Not saying anything, you set about preparing. ."Hi there Ash!" Mark yelled from across the room as soon as he saw me and makes his way towards me.. He came over smiled at me and pulled me close to his tan chest and bent down and gave me a kiss which got me so giddy, I felt butterflies in my tummy. "Hey Mark, How's the party kicking off?" i ask him after he breaks the kiss.. "You're soo late.. I found a girl already who's going to ride me bad.." he giggled "I expected you to be early at least. We could have had our bit of fun before this. ”“Don’t you have them over here? Would you like me to host a barbecue for them?”Her response was dry. “Not the way you cook.” Then she laughed. “Just kidding. Sure. I’ll invite them for a swim and barbecue. What will you cook? Hotdogs?”“I’ll cook ribs.”“Don’t,” she cut in.“How about hamburgers?”“Store bought?”“Homemade.”“Don’t,” she repeated. “I don’t want to poison them. They’re my friends, not my enemies.”With a laugh, genuinely amused by her, I told her I would read recipes and practice.