Secret MFM or Night of Drunken Passion

In a dimly lit room, two men and a woman were having sex on the sofa. Glasses stood empty on the table, and crumpled napkins lay on the floor. Their faces were indistinguishable due to the blur. Alcohol had dissolved the remnants of propriety; everything happened on its own, a little shameful, a little frightening, and very pleasurable. The lady moved intensely, the sensation of two members inside her drawing intense orgasmic moans from her. This group MFM sex was their first, but most likely not their last.