"You, playing up to Des. Do you want everyone to think you two are having an affair?" Maybe we are. Shall I show you something?"Pat went into her bag ...nd brought out the pair of panties I watched her put on earlier."What would you say if I told you I let Des take them off?" Pat asked, smiling wickedly.Deep down, I knew he hadn't. They hadn't been out of my sight for long enough. But Pat had sown the seed of doubt.I put my foot on the brake, "What the fuck is going on with you, Pat?" I asked. ”Noticing a rack holding wine bottles, Elizabeth said, “You have a good supply of wine. Are you a connoisseur?”“Not really,” Tommy replied. “I enjoy wine and know something about it, but I don’t have a pedigree.”“Maybe you have one for us to enjoy before you show me your playroom.”“Playroom?” it took him a few seconds to understand that she was referring to his bedroom. “Oh, sure. Red or white?”“I think red would be best,” she replied as she leaned against the countertop.Tommy went to his wine. No cumming at present.’ Slowly, very slowly, i put a finger up him. He tensed just slightly but carried on rubbing his cock. ‘OK?’ ‘Very’ ‘OK, I’d like you to bend over this table so I can get at you better. Remember, if at any moment it feels uncomfortable tell me at once. You may need more lube, you may need a break, but you must tell me. Got that?’ ‘Yes, Miss. I’ll be good.’ He knelt over, and I put more lube on him, plus a load on my cock. Then, very very carefully I put just the very tip. They all stepped back, even Geronimo, leaving her lying there, thick strings of cum leaking out of her cunt and pooling on the wood and under her ass. Swallowing her fear, she rolled slowly over, trembling at the thought of what they’d do if she didn’t obey them. She pushed herself to her hands and knees, her shirt hanging open, her tits spilling out of her bra. "Can I have a towel?" The question was directed at Jack. "Please?" She was rewarded with a hard swat on her ass, the sound of his.