That was why the auctioneer also had a disciplinary crop and hanging breasts and matching nipples. The slightest lack of concentration providing a...decline in the 180 degree angle is met with a quick slap of the crop to straight up the offending penisIn addition you need to know that clothed women also came to the auctions for stroking cessation ( the female equivalent of wanking) The front row was reserved for these strokers as they could stroke themselves through the pockets. " My wife followed his orders and waited for John to fuck her. Her head was hanging down so she didn't have to look at any of us. We all watched John take his time as he unfastened his pants and pulled them off. His cock was sticking out straight and hard. He got down behind Tammy and moved between her legs. "Do you want me to fuck you now slut?" I saw my wife nod her head. That wasn't good enough for John. He rubbed his stiff cock up and down her cunt lips and said, "Ask for it." There was no. Her orgasm must have lasted three to four minutes then Jake pulled out and shot his load all over her belly and tits. “Now I know you enjoyed that, and you were probably thinking of those two guys starring at you. Right?”She caught her breath.” Yes. Sir Jake. How did you know?”Jake got up and told me to untie her while he went to the bathroom. He came back shortly with a warm wet towel for her. “I want you to clean yourself off here and then we will talk about the night. See why I picked this. "Well, darlin', you ready to head back?" Yeah for sure."Grace polished off the last sip of her wine and I leaned in to kiss her. Without a thought, I grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her very deeply, almost falling off my barstool in the process. Our tongues met for a few moments and we lost ourselves in each other before suddenly remembering we were still sitting at the bar. I pulled away from Grace and looked at her for a moment. She had the most gorgeous wild glint in her eye. I took.