They seemed to be looking Suzanne up and down, fascinatedby the naked, helpless female body tied to the fence. Two of them walked aroundto inspect Suz...nne's battered hindquarters. "Nice ass," one said in French. Then she gave Suzanne's right buttocka hard slap. Suzanne jerked involuntarily, more from surprise than pain, thoughthe impact of the hand was made worse by landing upon the welts previouslyinflicted. Suzanne's reaction caused all three girls to giggle like schoolgirls.They inflicted. There were various other relatives that Lisa wheeled over to introduce tome as the night progressed but I’ve no idea who most of them were. Sophie and Paul finally arrived and came across to join us. Paul was a nice guy, from Sophie’s description I thought he’d be a quiet, shy retiring type but he was far from it. Mid-way through the night it was time for the traditional cake cutting ceremony so Sophie and Lisa joined Emma and her dad on the stage. I was expecting the lights to go back down. She relaxed.Soon, my tongue was buried within her folds, my nose was teasing her, by now, even harder clitoris and I'd released her nipples to use one of my fingers to work its way inside her, curving it upwards to find that soft special 'spot' and my other hand to lift her bottom, slightly.It didn't take long for her first orgasm to run through her but I hadn't been prepared for its intensity. So much so that I stopped what I was doing, moved up the bed and cuddled her close as the tremors. I wish I had been there to see it. She continued..."John lent over me and slid his head up and down in my pussy flaps, they were wet through, I was wide open. I begged him to put it in, and eventually he started to push the head into the entrance. It slid in easily but stretched my entrance and I felt my pussy clench around it, he started to move in and out with just his head, pushing it in and pulling it out again slowly, as he did so my vagina became looser and it started to slip in a bit.