There were two reasons for that. Firstly I had always wanted a Jaguar and it was my dream car and everything I had hoped it would be. Secondly and mos... important I had bought the car with my wife’s insurance money after her death a little over a year ago from cancer. She had made me promise to do that, as she knew I had always wanted one but would not spend the money on it. She told me I had built her dream house and this was something she could do for me. She had joked that she wished she. They said they were also friends and they planned on meeting up for a drink or two. After we a couple more drinks, Kim seemed comfortable and having a good time. I reminded her that we should go because she wanted to go clubbing. She said "you know, I think I'm having a good time here. We can go dancing other times." This is when I knew she wanted to party.A few more rounds and I had to hit the bath room. I excused myself. I was pumping adrenaline because I knew what was gonna happen. I was. Rob pulled out of Carley and rubbed his cock in her ass crack. In a move they must have done hundreds of times, Alice leaned her head against Carley’s hip. She opened her mouth and Rob stuck his dick in.“Tastes good, doesn’t she? Suck it all off, sweetie.”Alice had a wide “Julia Roberts” mouth and was an expert at deep-throating. She managed to get about eight inches of Rob past her lips. Carley looked at me and rolled her eyes. Alice was concentrating on sucking her soon-to-be husband. I. I still haven't met any of those men, not since that day. Each new humiliating and degrading act to which I was forced to submit was met with less and less reluctance until I finally came to realize what Josh apparently already knew. I enjoy those terrible things they make me do as much as they enjoy making me do them.It was when we came to the part of the story about the boutique and À Son Insu that I became especially animated. Rob probably realized right away there's something about that.