After 20 swats my butt hot now get in the shower boy, yes sir. don’t wash good in your boi hole, ok I’m still farting cum, sir. good boy. so hurry...up. or I will give you 10 more swats I took a quick one an we went right to the bedroom, it was cold and a wood burner for heat only by the time we get done fucking n wet from sweat. I had some party stuff we tooted back then. Rick was so horned out about finding out I was Bi and sub. He wanted to make up for lost time, we kinda knew about our sex. ." He said gently...She eyed him for a moment then shrugged, "Just teasing," she took a sip of her beer, "Don't worry about it. What about you? Girlfriend back home?"He shook his head then after a moment showed her than winning smile once again, "...Though that doesn't mean it's a vacant position you can fill."She laughed, a beautiful sound he thought and one he wanted to encourage, "Okay, I walked into that one."Their conversation was a little awkward to begin with, a certain tension between. I was beyond hard; I was getting wet. It was at the point I could hardly stand up. My whole body was buzzing, and my mouth ran dry, requiring multiple trips to the water drinking fountain so my tongue wouldn't rip my lips off. And each time I did so, she just paced... Back and forth. Turning around, rising up to the tips of her toes, lifting her ass, looking at herself (and whoever else). At one point, she faked a 'hello' to someone in the distance but I looked, and no one was there. She. Maybe I’ll invite you along next time, Cuck. Maybe we’ll go somewhere special where you can stand to one side and watch strangers feel your wife up. Does that make you hard, Cuck? Maybe the thought even makes you cream your underpants. I don’t care. All I care about is that your wife is and remains my obedient fuck toy.Anyway, I digress. Down below, in the gangbang room proper, the skinny redhead was still being fucked like the demented slut she probably is. Laying there, holding hard cocks in.