As Cindy and John sat at a table with two other couples, John noticed that his wife’s nipples were erect and visible through the shear material. She...had small but firm breasts and sometimes would go without a bra. With the type of dress she was wearing, he thought she’d warn a strapless bra but later found out she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Not even panties; just black stockings and a garter.As this somewhat stuffy occasion wore on, Cindy got a little tipsy. This dull event was quickly. Cog,” he said, his voice stiff and formal – and yet, still not hiding the low class accent and enunciation that he had been raised with. “Mr. Bates would like ta see ya back t’manor.”Ah yes. He was one of Mr. Bate’s many private constabulary.“We’re actually not going to be in Tarant long,” I said, my voice firm. “We’re merely stopping to see the...”“Mr. Bates told me ta tell you,” the guard said while his comrade shifted his stance and adjusted his arm position in such a way that his red jacket. It was so sticky with our mixture of come and I didn't even care. I started to lick from her clit to her asshole up and down and she began bucking again. I focused on her tiny little clit for a few moments and she reached under with both hands grabbing the back of my neck and head pulling me harder onto her clit. "Suck it she screamed, suck it, suck it. Lick my clit make me come" Just then she came again. Her sticky juice was dripping out of her now. She took her hand and gathered some of it up. I’m not exactly sure how but during the attack the girls had managed to get my shorts to fall off which wasn’t hard being just an elastic band gym type shorts. As I fished around for my shorts the girls were grabbing at me an still pouncing. The next thing I knew there were hands on my cock from behind and Kate was in front of me with her legs wrapped around my waste, her arms around my head and her tits were mashed into my face. During the struggle I managed to get closer to the shallow end.