I began to struggle again, but again it was useless. My husband had promised that his friend could fuck me and there was nothing I could do about it. ...is friend took my hand and slid it between us and I knew exactly where this was going. He pushed it down until I could feel his hard shaft against my hand. "Stroke it Hazel," he said, "you know you want to." I clenched my fist, determined I wasn't going to make it easy for them but the combination of his fingers forcing mine apart and the fact. When she was done, she told me she got the first piec and she picked up a stawberrie, swirled it round just inside my pussy to get it wet with my juices, and the feeling sent a little shiver though me, she dipped it in the chocolate in my belly buttin, ran it throught some of the whipped cream on my breasts and then licked it first then popped it in her mouth with a smile. Then she tood a piece of banana and pushed it into my pussy, it felt good as she twisted it around a little, this time she. I stepped into it, pulled it up,and managed to zip up the back. I had even bought myself some fakenails, which were kind of tough to get the hang of, but eventually Igot them on.After I was all dressed up, I got in front of the mirror and admiredmyself for a while, striking my usual array of sexy poses, andstrutting back and forth. By this time, it was time to go down to thelobby to meet Brad. I splashed some perfume on and sashayed out thedoor and down the hall to the elevator.I was actually a. I stopped squeezing her breasts and held her by her hips. “Are you ok?” I naively asked as she arched her back away from me.Her fingers found my lips again this time as two or three of them pressed against my lips. Her body shuddered several more times before she sat up.“You have much to learn!” She giggled. Cari now lifted herself off of me and wiggled down as she removed my pants. Once they were off she moved back to where she was. My cock now felt the warm wetness of her body. It felt slick.