She put the small panties into her mouth, she could taste herself on them and she only grew wetter."Bend over the chair." He produced a low back chair...which Jen could lean over the back of and hold on to the seat. Jen knew what was coming now and her pussy clenched. She was going to get spanked and she couldn't wait. She bent over the chair and grasped the sides. "Spread your legs cunt." "Yes Sir." She opened her legs and arched her back seductively giving him a view of her glistening pussy.. The tanning was usually done at least topless and often nude, and the drinks almost invariably involved rum, so they alternated providing a bottle of rum. It usually worked out that everyone brought one bottle a month. The Slut component of the title was equally appropriate. After an afternoon of half-naked drinking with sexually charged women, they would almost always break up and go home to ravish their husbands. Paige wasn’t sure what Georgia and Barbara were doing in the absence of. I couldn't believe it! Here was my wife, half naked, getting finger fucked by my lawyer in a public restaurant with a table of four men looking on. They couldn't see a lot of detail, but I'm sure it was obvious what was happening. I was telling her how they were all looking. She opened her eyes and looked over at them. "Oh God, they really are!", she moaned softly. "Do you want this to stop?" I asked. "No, don't stop", she said, she brought my right hand down to her clit. Bill's fingers were. She dreamt that Joe was sitting besides her. And as usual his hand touched the top of her bare thigh. With an instant reaction learned from their times together, Mary automatically parted her shapely legs for him. Little did she know that the black men were leaving the pool, and just as they passed by her, she opened her legs. Not a lot, but enough to give them a great view of the barely-there suit as it pressed between her legs and tight into the lips of her pouting vagina. The damp napkin.