" With that, she turned and returned to the common area, where the conversations had resumed, with considerably more energy as the participants tried ...o figure out what his presence meant.Steve turned back to the door, and buzzed for admittance, announcing him self by saying, "I'm Steve Miller, and I'm here to find out how everyone has adjusted to Johnny's group moving in. May I speak to him?"A male voice, slightly high pitched, answered him. "This is Johnny. Please, come in." Steve stepped. You hear something falling to the floor before my other hand starts massaging your cunt through your thong for a moment. You let out a soft moan, as it slides across your stomach, to your right breast and starts to play with your nipple. Rolling it between two fingers, gently increasing the pressure until you get that blissful feeling between pain and pleasure. Meanwhile my other hand has found its way to your ass. It slides down your gentle curves, firmly molding your ass cheeks. I let go of. Quickly I rose to my feet, smiling as I looked into his eyes. I didn't want over, didn't want it to end to soon. "What the fu.... I stepped out of my shoes, and unbuckled my belt, he nodded his head, then pulled his Polo shirt over his head, the folded it and placed it on the couch. In seconds we were in our birthday suits and I went again to my knees. He stepped forward, and instead of taking him into my mouth I buried my face into the cleft between his leg and his cock. Quickly. I was very uncomfortable in that situation and was shocked but didn’t know what to do. I remember every minute passing felt like an hour at that time but was scared to even move away. I could clearly smell alcohol from his lips sitting right next to my ears. I gradually started feeling as if he was moving his hips as if he was screwing my ass. I kept pretending as if I was asleep but he kept getting more and more violent in his moves gradually. He even started biting my left ear and my neck.