Smoking hot," said Mick as he moved to the foot of the bed andgazed down at us."Uh oh, here comes trouble," giggled Jill as she put her arm around mea... I lay next to her in a flustered state, my dress soaked with vodka."He's got that look in his eyes..." said Jill in pretend dismay. "If we'renot careful we might get spanked..."What the fuck? What was wrong with Jill? Yes she was drunk, but even so...she never said things like that to me before."Damn right," said Mick with a big grin on his. She must've already told him that her husband was dressed as Batman because his expressions went through a range of emotions in microseconds: shock, embarrassment, fear, recovery, etc. It would've been funny if it had been someone else being cuckolded, but Batman was not amused. I was a little bit curt with our cop, then took the very tipsy Catwoman by the hand and led her away. We might've had a little chitchat about how she'd spent the past hour, but we ran into some close friends and a. "Please Mistress, May I use the toilet?" he asked. She told him that ifshe did not have plans for his cock she would deny permission and makehim wear a diaper so he would not bother her. But since she did, shewould have to allow him to go. Of course the experience was supervisedso that when he did not start immediately when he got in front of thetoilet she began to harangue him about wasting her time by asking when hedidn't need to. This, of course, did not make him start any quicker andhe. But what was better what the moan of need and want that emanated from deep within her. I licked the length of her cunt and came across the bump of her clit. I didn’t know what it was then. It was just nice to flick back and forth over it. My actions sent her into the throes of an orgasm almost immediately. She held me by the hair on the back of my head and pushed me down on her. I realized what was happening almost instinctively. I continued to lick and suck on her clit as she came in my mouth..