Emily froze. "We ain't going anywhere until you begin! Your gonna be a slut just like me before this night is over, and by the end you'll be thanking ...e!" she added.Emily looked at John at her side, leaning forward and perching at the end of the sofa. She felt uneasy about it, yet still slightly horny at what she was about to do. She stood up next to Grace, and lifted up her skirt. Her soft blue thong panties on display. John looked at them, and softly licked his lips. Grace dropped to her. The ‘seventeen’ lined up in the middle of the room, erections bulging in their jeans. You could see them straining against the fabric. Wow! Such a turn-on. I recognised most of the men but not all. That was good. I like variety.While our men were lining up, Saskia, the slut, flashed her boobs. Now, technically, that’s action before midnight so it’s cheating. No-one minded. They lapped it up and I reckon it made our job easier. Seventeen trussed-up trouser snakes twitched the second her boobs. Gradually the chatter begins to die down , and as i scan the room bodies are beginning to mingle , flesh is being exposed and instead of polite conversation , the noise is of flesh being sucked , big wet kisses and the moaning , oh the moaning , the moaning is getting louder . Crap ! the moaning is me , okay so i`m liking this watching business , i`ll just try to be a little quieter . .as the evening progressing i have allowed to witness the most amazing sights , i have been inches from a. Now Stacey knows - so sit back and enjoy!"I am unsure how much of this wickedly erotic mind-game between the two was planned, but I had no doubt that Stacey would eagerly participate in teasing and taunting me if Linda asked her. My sister-in-law, as I have said, could be a cock tease when it suited her, and this was just the sort of titillating game that Stacey relished - sexual innuendo, subtle nuances, double-speak, and hidden meanings. Stacey had at times in the past tested her skills on.