As we sat digesting our food, opening the second bottle of wine, my mind was already spinning in wonder at what Doreen had mentioned earlier. She hadn...t really gone into specifics, telling me only that she had something in mind, and told me to follow her lead when she felt it was the best time to tease them a little.Doreen was still wearing her "These tits are his" tee shirt, which Jack had noticed early on, coming up to her, placing his hands squarely around her boobs when he did. He had. Thus despite her penchant for extreme sadism, Mistress reluctantly acceded to the wishes of Dean, who after all was paying for the session.Slut was forced to continue with her mouth work for another twenty minutes. Mistress, the owner of a prosperous downtown watering establishment, casually discussed business with the bar manager on her cell. Marla had no difficulty experiencing two subsequent climaxes.Finally the marathon forced oral sex session came to an end. Mistress removed Marla’s ankle. I slowly worked my cock in and out of her. She began to open up for me, trying to pull my cock deeper and deeper inside of her. Soon I picked up my pace and gave Sheila a real good ass fucking. I grabbed her cock and stroked it.Sheila responded to this with a moan and sucking harder on Jenny’s clit. I kept stroking her dick as I fucked her in the ass. Soon I could feel my own orgasm building and there was no stopping it. Then I cried I was going to cum. Sheila yelled she wanted me to cum deep. It was a man named Gerald Tyler. He was in his fifties, wore a tweed sports coat with leather elbow patches and khaki slacks. His hair was thinning and had a slender build. He explained that he was an Engineering Supervisor at Douglas Chemical and worked in Michigan, just like Frank Cutler. Jim shook hands with Mr. Tyler and then turned to his professor."It's always good to see you, Professor Stark," Jim said to his mentor.George Stark, nationally renowned, was the Senior Professor of Chemical.