'Now I tell you what you are going to do!' said Mr. Bobby. 'When we get down stairs you gonna take off all these clothes and get as naked as you came ...nto this world. Cause you don't want to make me mad, do you?' We was through the door way and at the top of the stairs, there was maybe thirteen steps tell we would reached the bottom. Mr. Bobby released me and said "I don't want to fall down the steps struggling with you'. I started slowly down the steps thinking as to how I could escape. Just. “Tommy, don’t chug it,” Lindsay said to her brother.“I’m sorry Tommy, I didn’t mix it real good, so all the rum was probably sitting on the top,” Jesse said.“It’s… (cough)… okay,” Tommy said as he wiped his watery eyes.“Are you sure, I can put more orange juice in it,” Jesse said, really feeling bad for him.“No, I’m fine, it just went down the wrong pipe,” he said, finally catching his breath.Jesse went back into the kitchen to retrieve her own drink, and Tommy’s eyes followed her swaying. We talked earlier about how much I love to be talked dirty to and for him to control me. Just thinking about it now is making me squirm. Simon whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me somewhere else and I almost asked him to, but was stopped and spun me around. I was facing away from him as he continued to finger me. His hand went to my neck, down my arm and to my waist, I moaned feeling his fingers playing with my clit and my body. His fingers tickled up my side to the back of my neck,. "Okay, Rick," I said, turning to him, "Fuck the two of them. Right up the ass. First Dave, then Mike."He didn't need any more encouragement than that as he knelt behind Dave and worked his huge tool right up Dave's ass, taking hold of his hips and fucking Dave with raw, scorching power. And then he pulled out and fucked Mike. And then Dave again. And then my husband. I watched, heating up my cunt some more with a couple of busy fingers as I now got behind Rick and started rimming his open hole.