I was getting close to cumming too, but had one last slutty trick up my sleeve, one which I knew would let me take the lead in the competition. I pull...d my head back and managed to let the word "wait" come from my lips, and both the guys paused in their motions. I lent forward and grabbed the bottle of suncream and smeared it all over the cock in front of me, giving it a little wank to make sure it was covered. I then did the same with my ass, getting it nice and greasy. I then stood up, turned. I really dislike her for trying to hog all the attention. About an hour into the party the drain in the sink clogged. Jerry got the plunger and after while and a few choice words, I was flowing again. Sally told me that her sink used to clog all the fucking time, and that she called a plumber. He took one look and said something or another was too fucking small and that he could easily fix it. Sally said with a wink, he is fucking a college student that does plumbing part time. He is real. She sat heavily against the leather, and spread her legs wide. Now, my little fuck toy, I want you to take off my panties. The girl reached her hands up to move the skirt away, and Diana yanked roughly on the leash while slapping the girls hand away. You stupid slut, you know how youre supposed to take them off. The tall man was suddenly standing behind the girl, grabbing her wrists, then holding them up behind her back. He locked eyes with Diana and smiled. You heard what she said, slut, use. Mary’s anger with me didn’t stop her from comforting me. I cried in her arms. Sobbed, actually. Wracking, heaving, gut busting, shirt soaking sobs. When I’d settled down she asked the obvious question. “So he left?” “I don’t know,” I whined. “He roared off on that damn bike about an hour ago. He’s over at Jack and Scott’s place.” “Wait, he caught you last night, but left at… ah, 3? What am I missing?” “Well,” I blushed, feeling shy about it all. Mary and I shared almost everything. Almost. “He.