It’s used for, well, some ... different stuff,” Danielle blushed a little, much to my shock since she was an almost four hundred year old she-wolf...“Even after all this time ... after all that we’ve endured, she’s still a little awkward about our occasional need for some extra-judicial killing, torture, and mayhem. She’ll rip an intruder’s throat out, but she still gets embarrassed at some of the torments that we inflict. Not all of them and not for all of the victims. But some of them ... with. She suggested that I should bet my wife that I could dress asa better dominatrix than her. The winner could have some plastic surgerydone. I knew my wife wanted a breast lift and a tummy tuck. I?ve alwayswanted a smaller nose. We would both dress as dominatrix?s and attend abig bar Halloween party. We would hand out a picture of us and askpatrons to vote for the person with the best costume, mark the pictureand hand it in before they leave. The person with the most votes wouldwin. Marci and. ..COCK…a huge BONER...…and again Don for some reason could not help but stare--and perhaps longer than the first time. For this time he not only took in the length of the rod--the big fat shaft, practically naked, the material of the shorts so thin and translucent, bordering on transparent, showing the flesh color, the veins...and the big sack below it, once more soaked with beer, dripping...but this time he had something else to grab his attention--the cavernous opening at the end of the man's. And she orgasmed a third AND a fourth time while the teens were fucking her.The repeated orgasms wore her out and it took a lot of cleanup before we could leave, but it was a great experience. And best of all, his wife was ok with videotaping everything that happened, including footage of the teenaged boys and girls, panning from one person to another, but the main footage being of what was happening to my wife. Again we were promised a copy of the tape.After this third event, Jackie was ready.