I can tell by the kiss that this is going to be a long HARD night. I finish my smoke as she walks in, and go to retrieve her shoes. I stop inside the ...oyer and put her shoes in the closet, and then see her purse and shawl in the middle of the floor. “Yeah she’s drunk,” I say out loud to myself, she is only messy when she gets trashed. I put her purse on the table, her shawl on the appropriate hook and turn all the lights off as I head up to the bedroom. I walk into the bathroom to do the. " I start to grind on his dick as he plays with his girlfriends pussy. "You like her watching us huh? you sick fuck." I start to bounce up and down and giggle with joy. "Let me sit on your face darling" as her wet pussy plops on his toung. We start to kiss and continue grinding on him. "FUCK BABE, your so good. And you're naughty girl for fucking my boyfriend." We get off the couch and take it to the bedroom. We push him on to a chair infront of the bed and we crawl into it. He sits there with. Especially a male."Oh, loosen up. Doesn't it feel nice?" asked Bradley."No it doesn't! Stop it!" Robert grunted from behind the ball gag. He always dreamed of Alexis using one of these on him but never took the time to think about how sore someone's jaw might get, like his is now. Or how humiliating it is to have drool coming out of the corners of your mouth and not being able to wipe it away."Oh, quit being such a tight ass. Hmmm... there's a thought." he said with a wink.Robert found himself. Although she doubted that he would recognise her. She had been at their wedding. She even had been Justine's bridesmaid, but that was a few years back now. And Cédric was, well, let's say not the type to remember faces he saw outside a mirror."Tu connais l'homme lá? Et sa putain?" a throaty female voice said at a table right beside her.Brigitte started and turned. She looked straight into the chuckling face of a business type woman in her thirties. She had straight brown hair, an intelligent.