Her silky panty felt terribly wet. “Concierge, stay back until we have finished taking our entrée.” Mr F. said. The concierge nodded, rather un...asily. The dinner was impressive, Alice had not expected such luxury. The entrée consisted of quiches with mushroom along with Cabernet wine, the main dish consisted of grilled lamb chops and a vegetable soup. Alice was nervous and blushing at first, but then each time she looked across her reflection in the mirror, she turned horny. They shared light. Looking at me, Eva leaned forward and simply said, “Relax.” Nodding my head, I again laid back, desperately trying to relax as she pushed her cock in me. It still hurt, but she was in me and as I instinctively reached up and pushed on her stomach, I asked her to go slow. Eva then leaned forward and as she let go of my legs, she smiled and then kissed me as she gradually started fucking me. Eva then leaned back and as she said, “Oh, Shit!” I glanced down. She was watching her cock going in and. But where it was extremely foggy, he saw some figures coming. Then he saw what it was. He saw five or six people coming toward him. Then to his horror, he saw who they were.He saw a couple of people dressed up in clown costumes, except there was nothing funny with what he was seeing. He could now make out at least 11 clowns, all holding, wielding and swinging their machetes.They were all making out some kind of sick laughter. Jeremy hated clowns but these ones really disturbed him. As they came. Then he moved again- my blouse was ripped open- my blue lace trimmed “early-starter” bra suddenly on show. I screamed- another slap and I stopped moving. My panties were torn away, the he lifted me up, fumbled behind with the fastening of the bra, then growled in rage and tore that off too- hurting my chest as the stringy garment resisted before it parted at the clasp. His face fell to my pussy again, licking in my scented juices, and then he crushed my breasts beneath his face as his mouth.