She gets to the top of the stairs and senses she is entering a room. The hostess stops and says "my dear Sandra. Welcome to this CLUB of PLEASURE. I...am going to tell you the house rules. You will listen, as it is in your interests". Sandra listened intently. There was something vaguely threatening, yet exciting about the woman’s tone.The woman continued. "My name is Glenda. you can think of me as your good fairy. While you are in our club, my job is to see that you are not permanently hurt. She was now completely naked save for her black silk thong and matching leather pumps. Henry took a minute to savor the image before him. There stood Hilda, a wet dream come to life. Tracing her figure with his eyes, he looked slowly up from her high heel-clad feet, past her smooth, toned legs to the supple lines of her meaty thighs and outrageously curvy hips framed by the black underwear which was now soaked with her desire. Then his eyes drifted up to paradise, Hilda's most famous asset, her. My husband kept face fucking me harder and harder in front of everyone. I was gagging, drooling, my eyes tearing up, my makeup running, my hair messed up. My husbands phone got passed to another guy so he could continue taking pictures for him. I was too turned on to care at that point. I knew he was close to cumming, I could feel it. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands, and went harder. Occasionally, the phone would come back around and the guys would ask me to pose still with the. You!" Rachel stuttered. "When did you find out?"Jason leaned up onto his elbows, "A few days ago. I wasdoing what I could to come on to her without being tooobvious when she just came out and told me that herinterests were in you rather than me. So we chatted aboutthings and decided that tonight you two could have theliving room to your selves and I would wait patiently foryou to come to bed and tell me every little sordid detail!" Well," Rachel said as she slipped into her gown, "you'rejust.