"Hey, what happened to the champagne?" Angel teased John."Oh yes! Sorry, I got distracted."Angel watched as he walked away towards a bar on the other ...ide of the room. Standing there alone, she was slightly surprised when she felt a hand on her back. She turned and found herself looking into Jennifer's smiling face. "Hello, I'm Jennifer. Thanks for coming to the party." Hi Jennifer, I'm Angel..."Jennifer took Angel's hand, "I know who you are Angel. It was me that asked John to invite. "This was your idea, don't call me a slut." I'm just k**ding, god. Your a sensitive little slut aren't are. Just watch the porno."While I watch massive tits rock back and forth on the TV I start rocking back and forth on his cock. Mark is groaning. As my slick sweaty ass slides up and down his cock I start to enjoy the feeling, his pre-cum greasing up my hole, he's like a leaky faucet, I need to stop this. Mark says "Sit up a little," he's pulls down my thong and places his greased pole right. .. then murmurs again, a smile playing at her lips, her toes curling for a brief moment.He creeps closer, admiring her lovely form so enticingly revealed by the shift of the blanket. He pauses when he hears her breath catch and sees her body tense. Seeing her relax, he edges forward, taking care not to make any noise. Grinning, he silently takes a set of velcro straps from his pouch, making a loop in them large enough for her wrists. He also takes his knife out and silently opens its razor. I turned and saw it was Samantha, then I turned away trying to hide my naked cock from the girl. "What are you doing in here?" I hissed."Mom told me to help you get cleaned up," Samantha whispered.I whispered back, "I didn't hear her say that, and why are you whispering if she told you to help?" Well, it's more of a standing order," Samantha admitted. "If you make a mess, clean it up. She's said it many times though. I won't ask her to clarify if you don't." Samantha had a shirt on again, but.