Julia, on the other hand, went quietly into HER office, and carefully shut the door, and celebrated. She was, in her mind, hearing the music of one of...the groups she had heard her Mother listen to. She was hearing about being on "Cloud Nine" and was dancing to the strains of music that were going through her mind. Anybody that would have seen her would have thought she was "throwing a fit," but they would have been totally wrong. She was in the happiest mood, possibly, of her whole life. She. Angique only arrived after the six-women band had ended its first series of up beat and slow numbers, leaving the dance floor strewn with tightly hugging couples.She hadn't come alone. Two sets of leather bridles sprouted from her left hand to end at bits that were squeezed between the teeth of two very tall girls. Their bodies were clad in leather harnesses, forming a mace of tight straps tying up their naked bodies, but leaving their tits free. Steel D-rings dangled from pierced nipples,. Still he fucked me, his face contorted in concentration, and still I didn't climax, no matter how he changed his speed or depth. Finally he grabbed both my legs, keeping them together across his chest and over his shoulder, so that I could clench my buttocks as he slammed his dick in and out of the resisting tunnel between them. To keep myself from sliding I gripped the edges of the table behind my head and within a minute of being fucked like this, I came. It was as powerful as any orgasm I'd. Finally we released. Zena looked happier than I ever remember seeing her. They liked our office space but became entranced when we came to the second conference room, the one I had converted into a photographic studio. They both asked if they could pose. I, of course, said yes but suggested we do that later. Barbara asked: ‘Nude?’ Becca grinned and replied: ‘Why not.’ Zena blushed bright red and said nothing. I said: ‘We will start out dressed.’ We were about to head back upstairs when Ann.