“See, Lize. Just like I promised.” Monique's hands disappeared beneath Mary's skirt and Mary lifted her ass up allowing Monique to pull off her la...y, black panties. Monique inhaled Mary's fragrance than threw the panties at us. They landed on Lize's magnificent rack a Lize held them to her face, inhaling deeply of Mary's fragrance. “Umm, your fiancee smells delicious,” Lize sighed. “But your cock feels more delicious in my hungry pussy!” “Yes, Mary has a tasty clam,” Monique said happily ass. “I am.”“Then let’s get rich together,” the senator laughed as I pulled out my dick from Donna’s pussy.I handed him a bottle of lube and stood on shaky legs. I leaned against the wall, zipping up, and watched my bimbos getting fucked. They were having so much fun. And so were the men. I couldn’t wait for Alice to get back. I hoped she was having just as much fun with Senator Murphy.Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech ChemicalsI trembled, unable to see, a smelly hood over my. Hold on she said as she reached behind and untied her bikini top and tossed it aside. Ok, there you go. I slide my hands over her shoulders and down her back. I rubbed her sides and my finger tips grazed the sides of her tits that were pressed into to lawn chair. I moved down to her lower back towards her ass. Just as I was about to touch her butt she stopped me. Hold on. What do you think your doing she snapped. Oh shit. I went to far I thought. What was I thinking? Of course she. Every so often, she dared to glance towards him from beneath her mask, and the darts of pure love he felt from her, for him alone, quickened his pulse. It was as though their souls soared above the melee, meeting in their own rhapsody, echoing the patterns of the dancers below. ‘A fine Metaphysical conceit,’ he thought to himself, smiling wryly.His patron, Sir Thomas Egerton, the host of this splendid gathering, nodded to him from the dais with his new, third wife, and Donne made his bow, like.