I don't care that your clit is larger than Phil's or Hank's; they have dicks, you have a clit. Your asshole is going to be used as a fucking pussy tod...y and every day you work here. So you, my dear, have a clit and a pussy. You will be wearing pink for awhile so everyone watching you knows just what a cock whore bitch you are. Now either stay and be my fucking little girl or walk the fuck out and get your fucking life, and marriage, destroyed.So tell me bitch, what is it going to be? Stay or. Tommy and I’ll be right out.” She turned up the hall toward the bedroom.–Returning to their room, Charlene hiked the hem of her shirt up, flashing her panties, and said to Tommy, “I could wear a little something more.”“More?” Tommy questioned, tucking his shirt into his shorts, “Some reason you think you need to?”“Uh no, not really,” Charlene said, bending low and giving Tommy a quick down-blouse look at her unfettered breasts, “not if you think I’m okay the way I am.”“You’re fine,” he assured. He then downed one, then brought one to me.Tom:"Here brother, I think you're gonna want this."He sat the shot of clear liquid down in front of me before heading back to the dance floor with the remaining two drinks. He handed the shots to Leroy and Stacy who both quickly downed them. Next thing I know both these assholes are grinding themselves all over my wife's shiny, satin body. As I felt myself getting overwhelmed with many emotions, I looked down and saw the drink in front of me. I brought. “Was that your idea, or Bill’s?”“It was mine,” she said. “Bill once suggested that I could dress a little less purist in the office, but I rebuked his suggestion. I countered that I was more than happy for him to be mesmerized by my bodacious Tata’s, but had no intention of being the least bit suggestive to our clients. He grudgingly agreed.”“Bodacious is a good word to describe your chest,” Tommy said with a chuckle. “And I am certainly mesmerized.”Walking around to him, Elizabeth wore a.