We always wore the same sleepshirts for our after-party parties and only ever washed them when the stench of sex became too overpowering. Lisa tried t... cheer me up with a snapchat from the previous evening's debauchery of her hogtied naked to the spoiler of a bright yellow Lamborghini Countach.Three men had taken her in that position. A power-fuck for the ages: Taking a beautiful woman in the rear as she was spreadeagled on the rear of the original supercar the original icon they had lusted. "Be quick about it," she whispered."Do I have to?" Yesssss," she said impatiently. "Look, someone has to use the loo, we'vegot to hurry."Ian stepped into them and pulled them up over his hips. They felt snug butother than that, there was no difference that he could find."Here, the dress," she stated quietly. "Lower it and then step into it."He did."Now the knee length socks," she handed it to him.While he sat down on the crapper, to pull them on. He watched Carol getdressed. He wished he had a. The look on her face showed she meant business.Climbing on the bed she scrapped her finger nails across my chest and down to my crotch. She grabbed my balls and squeezed. I groaned, as much in pleasure than in pain. She got between my legs, now pointed to the ceiling, and began to probe my anal opening with the end of the dildo. “Tell me you want it bitch” she said “tell me you want to be fucked”. “Yes Mistress” I said “I want it” and with that she rammed her “cock” all the way in. Even with. In fact, Maidchen was a childhood friend, a friend who had honestly rejoiced in Eleanor's good fortune of 'landing' Winston Parkhurst. Eleanor had stood against Win on behalf of all of their 'servants' on different occasions, earning her their fierce loyalty.No, she could not be angry with Maidchen, but should could be very, very envious. She was able to move slowly around the room and approach from behind Gretchen and over Bert's shoulder. Only Maidchen would see her, which she did, and.