I felt her vagina lips part as the top of my cock started to stretch her pussy apart. Catherines pussy felt much smoother and tighter than Auntie but ...ust as wet.Catherine fell over onto her side pulling me on top of her as she moved to get comfortable, I positioned myself between her legs and stared intently at her pussy as she pulled her lips apart and moved her hips up towards me. She flung her arm around my back and pulled me down begging me to fuck her hard. Without having to try my cock. She wasn’t about to try that jiggly, sweet-smelling thing in the middle of the table. The last time she was with her husband at some high-class event and she tried something that looked like that, it tasted like the most god-awful creamed liver and she impulsively spit it out. She was still embarrassed about that, and much more careful about what she put in her mouth in public, now.She saw her husband motion to one of the men standing around each entrance to the Troubadour Room. She recognized. Amanda quietly started to put on the impossibly small piece of garment. She stepped into it and then dragged it up her toned but thick legs. To her surprise the material stretched rather easily.She adjusted it on her thighs and ass. The sides cut into her soft flesh but it covered some part of her massive 54" hips.Before she could pull it up her belly and breasts, Andy stepped closer and started tieing a nylon rope around her tits.He started at the very base and grabbed as much tit flesh as he. He had attached a leash to her collar and was dragging her to the adjacent room. She was made to stand up on the tiled floor underneath a large ring hanging from the ceiling. He promptly passed the leash through the ring and pulled on it until her high heels almost left the floor. Then he secured the leash in that position. She was held firmly into position has any attempt at a step in one direction or another would pulled on the collar and strangle her. Beside, the ankle spreader made any foot.