As Jean started to undo and remove her gown, she said to Ron, “Come on you asshole, drop your pants and take out your prick?” Ron undid his belt ...nd dropped his trousers and lowered his pants to the ground and stepped out of them, took off his shirt and now we were all naked. I was sitting on the sofa, and Ron was standing just besides me, he was about to sit next to me when Jean said, “Get up Bob?” We’re both in front of Jean; my cock is already at half mast, Ron still limp. Jean brought. My arms were stretched as far as they could being still tied. I could see the frown begin on Marks face. He walked around to the head of the bench, unfastened my binds and brought my arms to my sides. "That's better," he exclaimed. Returning back to the end of the bench, I heard him again unzip his pants, then the crinkling of plastic. I could not see him because of the silicone D's that were blocking my view. I knew what was coming though. I heard the opening of a bottle and the squeeze of. .he smiled and pushed me against the door one good time and next thing I knew I felt his head pushing against my pussy hole. I moaned, Diane asked me what was wrong I told her I hit my toe on the side of the bed. He was loving this his head pushing i want to feel it inside me at this point. He whispered in my ear....She can't do this to u.I told her I had to go I had something cooking that's when he whispered in my ear again...yeah my dick in your pussy. I love to hear a man talk dirty. he. Her knife sliced through the juicy meat with ease, allowing Lacie her first perfectly cooked bite. It was absolute bliss. Moaning to the ceiling, Lacie voiced her approval of Master’s cooking skill. Looking back down, Lacie saw Lindsey pouring a small glass of wine for herself. The sparkling white alcohol seemed innocent enough, and when Lacie asked for some, Lindsey happily poured Lacie a glass. Sipping the sweet wine gently, Lacie found it to be a wonderful compliment to her dinner. Smiling.