I was last in the queue for the taxi back to the hotel, I had let the sales and technical directors leave early as their guests were keen to head back... Lucky them I thought. Still, here I am stood waiting when behind me to join in the queue comes one of the casino girls still wearing her outfit with our company sash blazened all over it. She looked cold so I offered her my jacket which she gratefully accepted. The roulette girl was older than the other girls we use and I don’t think she had. "Don't you girls think I would learn quicker how feminine lingerie and apparel should fit if I could see you model some of it? After all, you tell me women aren't bashful in front of each other, and aren't we all girls here."Understanding my meaning instantly, both women reacted differently. Aunt Karen's look of uncertainty was quickly overcome by Joyce's smile of bemusement. Joyce was the first to accede to my request, followed hesitantly by my Aunt. I noticed that as they began removing. I could hardly see her under a mass of huge black guys. Suddenly her legs were once again being held high in the air by her ankles, but instead of one guy licking her pussy she had two guys between her legs. Whilst they were munching away the other two that were holding her legs apart were sucking on her nipples.I sat in amazement at the sight of my wife being almost eaten alive by these guys. The noises she was making was like nothing I had ever heard in my life before. Her high heels had now. Lying on my back, I must have puked a gallon up all over my face and down the drain under the back of my head."What the fuck?" Darcie screamed. But she must have known that Francesca had diarrhea all night. She reached up to get that leather strap."I'm sorry Mistress Darcie," I said, my mouth still filled with my puke that tasted like Francesca's diarrhea. "Mistress Francesca had diarrhea all night, and I just lost it. Please forgive me! Please!" Well, okay," she said and slapped me once with.