Gerald just said, "You KNOW what's at stake here?"
Throughout the night I recognized most of the men from the hotel room tape. They just smiled at me, none showing that they recognized me. I bumped or brushed into a few and my body would tingle. Carlos came to me to ask about a guest, and I was transfixed on his handsome face, remembering his eyes and how he had kissed me, how fat his cock was, how he had fucked me over and over that night. My entire body was aroused all night.
Gerald's family and their friends slithered away very soon after we had eaten, which was fine with me. Everyone was having a great time getting drunk and dancing. When Max and I danced, he grabbed my ass and held me really close. Soon, women started grabbing their husbands and boyfriends to leave. At the end of the night the only people left were the wedding party, Rod, Gerald's "party friends", the waiters, the band, Julie and Marcia, and Emily.
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