He stepped forward and grabbed me by my hair, roughly pulling him towards him, and thrust his cock against my tits as he leaned in and practically spa... into my face, “I am going to fuck your tits, slut, and you are going to be obliging and serve me tonight.” I was a little shocked, having never heard James emit anything vaguely, well, dirty in the short time I had known him, which, really shouldn’t have surprised me. I was even more stunned when he slapped me across my cheek hard enough to. Mum's always had a plentiful rich and thick gravy, and I could feel my mouth already watering, before it had even gone into the oven.Jen got the things out of the cupboard and Julie and I laid the table in the dining room; Mum had put the pie in the oven and was boiling the potatoes, while Dad opened a bottle of red wine. Then he had second thoughts, as there were five of us, and fished another bottle out of the pantry.It was a very cheerful lunch; the pie was excellent, the wine worked very. I must admit I was on my game that evening. For me to cum four times in the same session was most unusual even if the fourth time was barely a 'dribbler'. I can't even begin to guess how many times Heidi's bell rang but as we were spooning on the sofa she asked me, "Are all girls as sore as I'm going to be the morning after?"I chuckled and responded, "Heidi nothing we did this evening can be called typical. I can't remember any girl cumming as often as you did and four times is probably a. I am screaming into the gag, my hair is a mess, and my face is streaked with tears. Crack, crack, crack. You just don't give up! The audience is having a ball. You didn't lie when you said you were going to give them a good show.You stop for a moment and let me catch my breath, if that is possible at this point. I feel your hand trail down my back and onto my flaming rear. You don't stop there, and make your way to my pussy. I feel your fingers probe, they slide in easy. You chuckle and lift.