The house featured a domed roof and a surfeit of columns and sculptural elements. Judging by the number of cars parked out front, the party was just g...tting started. We let ourselves into the foyer. The Weems' had thoughtfully provided a table for the guests to deposit their bags, sort of a nudist coat check. We made small talk for a few minutes with the other guests. It turned out that Beth and Alian's targets weren't there yet, so they got to gawk at the inside of the house while Andres and I. I offered to help wash up but was told to leave everything in the dish washer. Nevertheless, it was an excuse for Joyce to get up from the table as I put the dishes in the dishwasher. I felt her hands on my bum as I leant over. I felt her stroke my arse, and I don’t mind telling you I have a nice arse, and then, as I stood up, I felt her circle her hands around my waist and down over my trousers. My cock twitched. Joyce grabbed it and it responded. I turned to face her and was a little. Okay?” A smile leapt onto my face and I tried to squeeze it off. She continued. “That doesn't mean we have to do everything in the book just because it's there. But let's indulge each other.”In her warm, womb-like bedroom, she pulled her shirt off and lay back on the bed, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans for me. I pulled them off smoothly and derived an unexpected thrill from her complicity in the act. She was wearing a white lacy bra and panties and as I got close to pull her knickers down. ...." Vic cut her off and said, "Look k**, I'm just givin' ya a bad time, but look at ya, no fucking way you're a dom!!!" "But how can you tell for sure," Allison asked softly, "you just met me?!?" Vic, with a little look of impatience on her face, took her hand away from Allison's thigh, but then to Allison's utter amazement, grabbed her by the crotch and gave her a hard kiss on the mouth, while Allison just sat there and let Vic work her pussy over and stick her hot tongue deep into her.