She fetched me a tray, and I selected a triple silver chain about ten centimetres long which would swish around nicely against my belly. Bibi had ins...ected my pussy closely and declared me an ideal subject for a pierced clitoris. She told me that few women had a clit big enough to achieve this, as it was normally covered by the hood, but that mine was just asking to be done, and that it would be enhanced beautifully. I was terrified, and asked her if it would hurt. ‘Yes,’ she said, ‘for a. It looked like a promising dinner party.-----------------------------------------We ate our meal slowly and drank heavily. Three bottles of wine later, we were still chatting about work, travel, food and such topics. The dinner table was out in our large living room.Suddenly Lucy, who was sitting across from Andrea, cried out:“Andrea..you’re dressed like a whore”.“And you’re dressed like a bull dyke”, sneered Andrea.“She is a bull dyke, isn’t she ?”, I calmly asked Roger.“The only thing I know. He smiled down at her and said “You open her up for me.”Her eyes flashed to his before returning to her task. She took a ruby, wet lip between fingers of both hands and slowly pulled them apart as he again placed his prick at the entrance to her wantonned tunnel and gradually raised his hips. It was working; millimetre-by-millimetre the purple head squeezed its way in.He looked into his sister’s face. It was scrunched up with eyes tightly shut. There was a look of perhaps pain, but more. When our tongues intertwine I can taste the nectar of her cunt and he can taste the musk of her hot arse.All the while we are being fucked hard. The guy behind Fifi roars – gripping his corset and pulling himself deeper into him and coming up Fifi's arse: he is quickly replaced by another woman wearing a big black strap-on. The woman fucking me pulls the rubber cock from my sore swollen arsehole and her place is taken by a guy with a long smooth cock that has an enormous head. He pushes it.