The cool water inside was trickled onto my back, making me shivering with pleasure. Handling the empty vase, he whispered in my ear that he was going ...o make me feel pleasure.I waited breathlessly, for what would come next.I felt the vase, so cool, rubbing against my buttocks, down to my slit and up to my clit. He rubbed it gently and then with more intensity. The vase fitted so perfectly against my cunt and I was getting even wetter with excitement. He suddenly placed the vase at the opening. She rolled me over as we kissed. Her breasts pressed against me, her thigh between my legs.The night was warm, and our bodies together made us both hot and sweaty. I let Christine take charge, never having made love to anyone, let alone a woman. She bathed my body with her tongue, starting at my head on down to my feet. Her return trip up my body stopped between my legs at my sex. Christine paused before kissing me there to inhale my musk as she called it. I could sense an aroma in the air. He fucked me good and I was loving it! He’d go in real deep, grabbing my sides and pumpin in harder and harder, until a while later when he groaned and bucked his hips into me and spewed his hot load into my anus. After that, we were getting together every day. He would drive me around or I would drive him around and he would have me stop in various places that were private and have me give him head. I was a total cock whore for him and he really enjoyed that. We’d also get motel rooms. “Steve, John, cool. Oh, hey, where’s your ten?”“Let’s just play for fun,” John, the pudgy one, pleaded.“No, no,” Patrick said, howling at the ceiling. “You can’t play for nothing. How about we let this charming young lady hold the stakes? What is your name, gorgeous?” he said, leaning towards the woman in the leather mini-dress. “Give me your ten, Steve, and I’ll stick them both down her blouse. What do you say, beautiful? No. Okay, I was only asking.”It's a strange thing how a guy so.