We all went as slutty princesses and I was Snow White. The costume was a little tight and my 36c breasts were hard to squeeze into it. Needless to say... there was too much cleavage. I found some cute yellow panties to wear under it so they matched the color of the skirt too. I looked hot!r We got to the party around 9:00 and I thought it was going to be mostly college aged people, but most of the guests seemed to be in their 30's and 40's. I felt a little out of place, and my friends and I. Feeling another orgasm about to wrack my body, he stops licking my clit and gives a gentle but firm bite on my little nub. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK!!" I scream as this sends me over the edge one more time.By this time my clit has ALMOST reached its end. I grab him and pull him up to me and tell him to FUCK ME NOW!! He takes his red hot poker and places it at the opening of my love tunnel. He doesn't shove it in as I would like. He loves to take his time. He teases me for mere moments, till I grab his. This was not good; the locks were made from almost indestructible metal meaning that we would have to destroy our outfits to get out of them without the keys.That was certainly not an option, as these were ours to keep so we decided to keep them on until we met Tom. A quick stop in the toilet emptying our bowels, and then we headed for the kitchen. It felt really strange sitting at the table all dressed up. Dad and Paul were almost drooling not being able to take their eyes off us. They had all. It’d be easier once she got to work, Bev told herself. Maybe she’d let herself jill off today, just a little. It might be easier to fight the rest of it if she locked her office door, pulled up her skirt, and slid her fingers over the smooth skin of her hairless pussy until they found her clit. She’d just let herself cum, chanting Mona’s name over and over and over again as she rubbed the silky, slick flesh of her cunny, and then she’d be able to focus on the important things, like– Like.