He rattled off about a dozen names which included Sailor's Grave. He had picked up several bottles of Sailor's Grave knowing it is one of my wife's fa...orite. As he was talking, I noticed Agness glancing at his cock and it appeared to have a calming effect on her troubled face. She had confided while Brett was in the shower that she was not sure she felt good enough to be intimate tonight. The thought of disappointing Brett weighed heavy on her. "SEX PART"Brett poured us some wine and asked if. I was horny but a bit embarrassed. I could see my mom touching herself while telling the story. She continued. I wasn’t even introduced to anyone. I was told by my boss that I am their slave and should obey all the orders. I was a bit horny. Then she had to remove everybody’s clothes and suck everyone till they came and swallow all the juices. Then I was made to wear sexy lingerie and miniskirts and does a strip show for them. I did so and while doing everyone was throwing money on me some had. I travel back to your face and kiss your tender lips, you kiss me back urgently and I can feel your heart beat faster against my chest. Your nipples brushing against the hairs on my body. My lips stroll from yours, down your neck towards your firm bosom. I caress one of your breasts in my strong hands rubbing and massaging all of it while my kisses reach your nipple. My tongue circling and flicking it enjoying how hard and erect it is, the one under my other hand feels the same and I rub it. She took his hands then, leading him back to the canvas as understanding filled his eyes. Her picked her up then, laying her in the paint as he took her hardened nipple into his mouth, nibbling and licking it. She arched her hips against him, feeling the tip press into her. He grabbed her hips then, holding her still as he slammed the full length of his cock into her dripping pussy. Her hand swipped across the canvas, dragging the blue into the red as she bucked her hips against him. He groaned.