He's holding her whip in his outstretched hands. She takes the drink with a word of thanks and pats the seat beside her. I sit down."Quite a show isn'... it?" she says, raising her voice. The DJ has started up in the dance room and the music, coupled with the increasing hubbub in the room as more and more guests arrive, makes it difficult to hear.I nod. Looking about me, I've never seen anything like it! Around the room there are people in every form of fetish clothing imaginable. Quite a lot of. Betsy luxuriated in the huge bed, stretching and smiling as she started her first day in Denver. She had the rest of the week to get comfortable, her internship did not start until Monday. Today she was going shopping with Renee to buy some business clothes and see the sights. Her heart started pounding as she thought of her day ahead, and she quickly left the bed and got dressed. She walked around her new home, seeing so many things she had missed the night before. Amazingly, she discovered. The bus was cruising at 100 Km/hr. I was lost in my own jungle of remembrance. A gentleman next to me spoke gently, “There is nothing like falling in love. You can read about it but you have to fall in love to understand it, it can’t be taught and can’t be told.” He was well dressed and well spoken. I found him very amazing. He seemed to be genuinely interested in my love affair. He enquired about my girl friend. He said we looked very nice together, like couples made in heaven and left on. Clara lapped Molly's pussy like a pussycat lapping up milk, the milk being Molly's sweet nectar which increased its flow with every lick and suck of her lips and clit, and petite but accurate fingers stroking her g-spot."Oh God," Molly moaned nearing orgasm, the words vibrating into Clara's pussy and against my adjacent lips."She's ready," Fanny decided. The two women joined together to guide Molly in straddling my hips and leading my glans to Molly's hot opening."Yes," Molly breathed at the.