As Brittany stood up and rubbed her nostrils to maximize the coke's ability to dissolve in her sinuses, I walked up behind her and cupped her firm ass underneath her dress. She happily ground her ass into me and said, "Thanks for hosting us, John." I smiled as I noticed again the Bible passage tattooed on her rib cage, which I had first seen at her "tryout" fuck a few weeks previously. I laughed inwardly.

Jess and Marco greeted the girls, too. Alix and Gloria helped themselves to two lines each, then Jess expertly cut another dozen in just a few minutes as everyone mingled and enjoyed their Champagne. She...