I silently cursed myself for not turning the light on first. Everyone in that living room up, some screaming (and not all female). I half expected that once the lights were out that the other five couples would stop watching the movie and pay attention to each other, I was pleasantly surprised to see I was wrong. My hips slapping against hers, her roar of pain and pleasure getting even over the music for a moment. Every so often she would switch to just suck on the head while stroking with her hand. There was more then just the five guys in the group as I learned quickly. the only difference was they were colorful, the new ones were only black. Truth be told I couldn’t either. I had been working out with Ghost three times a week so I was in better shape then before, but still. My eyes following these movements until she turned sideways so her silhouette showed her breast.
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