Then, it was time to push her further. Spread your legs, slut, I instructed."Yes Sir." Put a clothespin on your clit. Wow, straight for the clit, M...rk typed. Oh, yes. This little pain slut has a lesson to learn, and this is what she needs to learn it. "Thank you Sir," she said and then asked, "Sir, may I?"My little slut needed to come already. Yes, you will. Mark typed his amazement as she leaned back and came, moaning and saying, "No, no no, no no no!" as she did so. Eager little. Above Megan's hour glass hips was a smooth, tight tummy that flaunted her commitment to keeping fit and above that, barley wrapped up in a sports bra, her large perky C or D cup breasts bounced up and down with her strides, tan skin glistening on her tight perfect 22 year old body.Megan glanced over at me and pursed her large pouty lips before winking and smiling as I leered back full of lust running on the treadmill next to her.We both slowed down to a walk and took off our headphones, sharing. Three men walked up; Steve, Mike, and Eric. They looked remarkably alike except for hair color. Each had long, curly hair pulled into a pony-tail and had a pearl stud in each ear, but they were attractive men, and the women easily agreed to dance with them. Steve escorted Samantha, Eric danced with Carol, leaving Jane with Mike. Jane found herself thinking she knew these men, but didn't know where they had met. It didn't matter, this was to be a fun evening. When the music stopped, the men. Tonight is going to be special.” We walked down to the garage and drove for fifteen minutes, playing a little music to get her in the mood. As I parked the car, she mentioned how much I liked it when she talked dirty in bed, about other men. “Do you really want me to make you jealous?” “Definitely,” I said - I was curious to see what she had in mind. The line to get in was about eight people, moving fairly slowly as the bouncers took their time checking for weapons. As we approached the front,.