‘You will stay here as my guests. And you will subject yourselves to my whims. You will find yourselves doing things that, in a million years, you w...uld never have imagined. And you will do them willingly!’ With that, he slid my bra straps off my shoulders, the bra falling away, my breasts exposed to the chill in the room, and to his lustful gaze. I raised my hands in motion of modesty, but his hands caught mine, keeping them from covering the taught nipples that stuck out from my chest,. So that his brush strokes were even and consistent, she'd come up behind him and guide his arm with her hand, standing so close he could feel the body heat she generated. What was playing? The music had taken half a step up with pieces like the Bee Gees singing "To Love Somebody," and the Rolling Stones doing an old Solomon Burke tune called "Cry To Me." These were followed by a pair of songs by Eric Burden and the a****ls: "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood," and "House of the Rising Sun." Still. My hubby was now standing beside me as I kneeled there jerking Jim off. Hubby grabbed my head and turned it so that his cock was now on my lips, as he pushed his cock into my mouth. I could hear Jim beginning to moan, as I continued to stroke his cock. Jim now had his hand down inside my panties, and had inserted his finger into my pussy. He was really working over my alread soaked pussy.Hubby was really into it, and told Jim to stand up in front of me as well. I continued to suck my husband,. She'd been down in the lunchroom for about ten minutes now, having left her office shortly after Mrs. Stilton's arrival. She would stay for the entire hour she decided, until that awful woman had left, and then perhaps she could find something... some small favor perhaps that would put her back in Brad's good graces. The thought gave her a glimmer of hope. With a deep sigh, she took another bite of her tuna salad.Tim and Bennie finally spotted the solitary figure of Miss Worthington sitting in.