She is new to this whole thing, she doesn't have the luxury of learning about this world slowly, she has to be able to step into it and be completely ...onvincing. I thought maybe Samantha could help, but..." No," she interrupted again. "God no. I mean yeah, she could do it, no question, she has been trained to it, but her situation..." Is completely different, I know. I've been over that too, Samantha is not a voluntary player in a fantasy world; she's the reality. I could never ask her to do. I found my yelling had turned into a moan and realised I was becoming quite aroused.I was startled when I heard Billy say, “I think you’re ready for my belt now.”The tone of his voice was quite threatening and I listened to him in buckle his belt. I didn’t moved, I stayed bend over with my red arse cheeks on display. I found myself wondering if his cock was hard? And did he want to fuck me? I felt myself starting to get damp between my legs at the thought of this old man fucking me. I mean I. ?” I murmured, dazed.“It’s okay. Relax,” Adam whispered into the back of my head.I felt something smooth and rounded being rubbed along the cleft between my buttocks.“But that’s... that’s my...”Still too dazed by my orgasms to understand, I put up no resistance when the ‘something’ was pressed up against my already loosened anus.“Raise your knees. It’ll be easier,” Adam whispered in my ear.“Mmmm?” I asked, slightly dazed.“Raise your knees, Alice.”Still not fully understanding what was. ’ ‘I…hey, wait.’ I took her hand in mine, holding it up, ‘You’re married.’ ‘I am, and my husband wants this table as bad as I do, it will match the rest of our furniture.’ ‘But you want to…’ ‘Blow you?’ She giggled, ‘I do and don’t worry about him, he always tells me to do what I have to.’ ‘He does?’ Holy crap, what the hell was this, Penthouse letters? ‘Course he does, that’s why I always come to things like this alone.’ She ran her hands down her dress, ‘You think I dress like this at nine in.