Joan and I are checking him out and smiling. John says, ‘Thanks, Harry. I’m John Andrews. This is my wife Vanessa and this is our best friend wit... benefits, Joan Bellamy. We’ll be there. What time?’ He says, ‘No specific time. Just stop on by around 9pm or so. The party should be well under way by then.’ John says, ‘Okay. Thanks.’ He says, ‘Two ladies, huh? Not bad.’ John says with a smile, ‘Yeah, I’m lucky as hell.’ Harry says, ‘Okay, super. I look forward to fooling around with you ladies. I pulled the coat down on to her lap and slipped my hand into her jeans to discover her was really wet.I then put my hand onto her neck and slowly moved it down towards her top, then reaching her right breast I hooked my thump around the top slowly exposing her breast until her nipple was out. As this point she grasped throwing her head back on to the headrest looking towards the back window. The driver looked in the mirror seeing me pulling down the rest of her top and as I made no effort to. "Jessie slowly moved to the master. He took her hand and laid it on Muffin's abused backside. "Fell how warm that is? It's warm because the spanking pulls blood to the surface of the skin. If I don't stop, it will start bleeding. If it bleeds, it can make her sick, and she can die. Remember, if you don't do what you're told you could kill your friend. Now, are you ready to do what Miss Mary tells you to do?" Yes sir."How about you little Annie? Do you want your friend to die?"Annie was now. "I will end your perfidy." I can smell your blood. It's as sweet as your cunt."The angel's pussy clenched. Flashes of lying beneath him, his cock plunging through her pussy, shot through her mind. She couldn't deny his raw magnetism. Abigail, his wife, had enjoyed Damien's primal strength many times. Aurora had witnessed their shared passion.She pictured herself in place of Abigail."You're getting wetter," Damien grinned. "I can smell it. I can see the beads of dew adorning your bare pussy.