Bozo was six feet behind her. He barked when he saw me, kind of a "yip." She turned and shushed him."Well, come on in."She made no move to demonstrate...affection. No kiss, no hug, hell, a handshake would have been something.I followed her through the main room, into the hall and into the TV room. Those shorts left nothing to the imagination. She went over to a wooden rocking chair and sat down. A one person chair. I sat on the black leather couch. By myself."Sara tells me you told her to pick up. The bartender whose attention was turned to a movie playing on the television behind the bar wasn't paying much attention to us by then.It was Cal who first had the nerve to slide his hand from my knee (slowly upward) until his fingers found my warm pubic mound. I smiled and glanced at Bill who stared at the sight of Cal's hand moving under my skirt. He looked up to meet my eyes in astonishment. "Your friend seems to know what he wants..." I chuckled, and blinking, I asked, "Do you?" I leaned. . shiny... black rubber gloves... black high heeled shoes... a long brown cigarette smoldering in her left hand... she was leaning back... legs extended and crossed at her ankles... arms crossed... smiling... he grunted and squirmed a little trying desperately to get sympathy... hoping to end this... but the rubber, bondage and her sitting there in that outfit caused him to get hard again... his cock was fully erect... she smiled and took a drag on the cigarette...Suddenly... the cable. I thought that I was glad that I was not a virgin and that I was already wet or it would have hurt like hell. As Steve started pounding me hard and deep and fast, holding my legs up by his shoulders, Michelle positioned herself over my face. Each time he thrust into my female cavity I could feel his large balls slapping against my ass. I went to work eating her out. She had cum twice and I had swallowed most of it before he finally blasted his hot cum deep into me. I felt his cock throb.