True, broom handles and bananas certainly couldn’t compare to this, but she had studied thoroughly so that she would know what to do. She took the m...mber deeper in her mouth, letting the head rub against the ridges of the back of her throat. She could barely get half of the mass in her mouth, but she worked that length with loving care. As her movements became faster, the recognizable sound of oral sex could be heard. The breaking and reforming of suction and the lapping of her tongue and lips. Sandy’s fingers moved over my wife’s pussy as she sucked on Sandy’s breasts. Sandy had two fingers in my wife’s pussy, now rubbing her clit gently with her thumb. My wife’s moans become louder as Sandy’s fingers moved in and out of her wet cunt. Then my wife moved over between Sandy’s legs and began to lick her pussy, her tongue softly caressing the soft folds of tender flesh. Sandy’s fingers reached down spreading her pussy lips as she purred, “It's all yours my lover.” My wife’s lips covered. All of a sudden I noticed a change on your face. You smile slowly turned dark in front of me.“Why is my bitch pet still dressed?” You asked in a cruel tone. I stilled where I was and looked up to you. “Why is my bitch pet still dressed? You asked again as you strode to me and gripped the thin straps of the dress. I swallowed hard; my eyes were full of confusion.“I was easy on you today my slut. From now on I will not be so easy.” With those words I felt and heard the rip of silk as you. There may be some seats left, let me call Carly.’ ‘Who is Ruthie?’ I asked. ‘A good friend,’ Fiona answered. Those were her first words to me. She had a British accent. It eventually dawned on me that Clara’s partner was not a business partner but a personal one. They still seemed like an odd couple, a diminutive redhead and a tall blonde. However there was definitely a palpable bond between them. Somehow I was happy to see that. All three noticed my smile for them. Audrey seemed to be proud.