Why couldn’t I just accept things as they were.I looked around the party, taking in an increasing number of single guys that Jon imported from somew...ere, probably from where he worked in radio or football land. I gestured at the men and said to Marcie, “Well, I think you’ll end up not horny by the end of the night. There seem to be a lot to choose from.” I turned to KC, “Both of you,” and then audaciously laughed. KC lightly punched my shoulder.Doug joined us, and we chatted about a couple. She didn’t move quickly enough and was suddenly flung down onto me and Karl was on top of her pushing her hard against me. Again, I had to brace myself against the weight of the two of them. Then her tension and bodily movements along with her resumed cry’s told me she was about to take a second black cock in her arsehole. Marc got involved, spreading the cheeks of her bum apart for his mate then I felt the similar sensations of her tensing then the escalating tightening of her pussy around the. I go to pick her up and bloody hell. She looked way hotter in real. She was wearing a sleeve less t-shirt and a skirt covering her half thighs. I had a hardon and she could see it. I started to talk about sex in the car itself and she asked me take my cock out on a lonely road. I did it and she gave me a small handjob while driving. I even touched her pussy. It was dripping wet. We reach my flat and I find that my parents have not left yet. It was almost 11pm. We both cannot control. I ask her. At our first night Vegas, we went down for dinner at a Brazilian restaurant in the casino. At the next table, we met Jill and Les who were also in their thirties Jill was a fiery redhead, 5’6 with green eyes. Les was 6’4 or 6’5 with broad shoulders, with green eyes as well. I’m not really sure how the conversation started but it never seem to end during dinner. It was hard to imagine but we had so much in common. Les was an controller and he ran the office Nancy was an engineer. We had many.