Marg was rolled to her back and that same rough hand was soon touching her inner thighs as if the owner was taking his time feeling her before resting...a finger on her pussy. One finger entered and Marg found herself getting wet as she was played with. A second finger joined the first and Marg felt as if the inside of her wet pussy was being explored. When the hand left, she knew what was next. Her knees were thrown apart and she felt the weight of a large man on the inside of her thighs. It was. I reached between his legs and found his hard on. Pulling it back I let it slap against his belly before tightening an adjustable cock ring around him as well and squeezing it tight. I gave him some firm strokes to make his dick uncomfortably stiff. I then kissed the tender flesh of his inner buttocks and rested my face between the cheeks of his flawless bum. I just masturbated indulgently as I breathed between those cheeks. I wouldn't have wanted to be doing anything else in that moment.I. I pushed him back on to the bed and picked up the bra from the bed beside him. Toying with it I pulled the label from the garment before he had a chance to protest. I held it out to him. "Put this on." He tried to argue, "Put this on, or I will still be here when your wife comes home." He hurriedly took the bra from me and slid his arms through the straps. I helped with the clasps as he struggled helplessly. I did the same for the suspender belt before rolling the stockings up his legs.. ..” Mia was on her phone again. “Something with a nice strong rhythm ... The Lazys?”Next thing she’d grabbed Paul’s arms and was making him dance, to heavy rock! Looking wild again, and pulling Mo into dancing as well. “Drink!” she grinned, “if you want my skirt.”Mo, lost to the moment, and alcohol, passed her a can; then Paul. He opened his own second ever can of beer. He glugged, finding he was dancing, and grinning too.“Half, this time,” Mia told them, swaying her pelvis erotically, “then.