You go to a Halloween party at someone's house and later on get asked to play a game with 6 pple, whoever wins the game takes someone of their choice, you manage to win the first round and choose Marci"Oh well, i guess lets go"

As they reach the private room, Marci can't help but feel nervous and excited at the same time. She follows Pete inside, unable to take her eyes off him as he confidently struts around the room. The music is still loud, but not as overwhelming here, allowing them to talk without shouting.

"So... do you want anything special for tonight?" Marci asks, wondering if there's anything she can do to make this evening extra special for him.

As Pete undresses her, she feels a rush of heat spread throughout her body. The gentle caress of his hands on her skin is electrifying, sending shivers down her spine. When he oils her up and begins to fuck her, it's as if every nerve ending in her body comes alive with pleasure. Her moans echo through the room, lost amidst the pounding bass of the music outside. She clings tightly to him, losing herself completely in this moment, feeling closer to him than ever before.

Tasting the wine flow over her tongue and down her throat, she closes her eyes, savoring the rich flavors as they mingle with the taste of him on her lips. Her body sways gently against his in perfect rhythm with their lovemaking, her moans echoing throughout the room like a symphony of pleasure. She feels Pete's hands on her hips, guiding her movements, urging her deeper into this sensual exchange between them.

As she nears the edge of release, her body tenses and arches against his, wracked with waves of pleasure so intense that it feels as if every nerve ending in her body has ignited. With a cry of pure ecstasy, her body convulses around him and she comes undone, her orgasm rippling through her like an electric current. She clings tightly to him, panting heavily, feeling a warm flush spread across her cheeks as the last vestiges of the orgasm fade away.

As her body finally begins to unwind from the intensity of the orgasm, Marci's eyelids grow heavy and she feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her. Without warning, she drifts off into a deep sleep, her body relaxing completely against Pete's as he continues to hold her close. Her breathing slowly evens out, and she looks peaceful, almost angelic in the soft light cast by the room's dim lights. In this moment, with his lover safe and sound in his arms, Pete can think of no place else in the world he'd rather be.