Their eyes locked, and in that instant she knew he was playing with her. She saw what he wanted. He wanted to hear her beg him to continue. He was pay...ng her back for all the times she had denied him his pleasure. Too often lately she had not wanted to give herself to him. Too many evenings she had complained of being too tired or not feeling well. And now when she needed it, craved to be brought to a climax, he was hesitating, letting her know that this time he had the power, not her.Sheila. With his wife's permission, as naively given as it was, he offered his hand to Elle, and hesitantly she took it.He walked her onto the dance floor, together with about twenty other couples, to the strains of a slow, sexy jazz ensemble as they performed an old romantic song. He held her right hand with his left, extended straight out to the side, and placed his right hand on the small of her back, beneath the cardigan, assuming a traditional waltz posture.He felt the warmth of her skin through. She told them to stick out their tongues so she could suck them and suck them she did. She sucked the tongues like she was sucking a cock. She had spread their legs so Sir John could watch their pussies as she tongue fucked and sucked their mouths. She then looked at their tits and began to rub the nipples between her fingers. ‘Arch your backs and stick those tits high for me.’ she told them. They arched their backs and pushed the tits high so she could now start to suck them. She put her mouth. You're close, just let go." Before going back to sucking on my clit. My ass arched up towards her mouth. I went to make fists with my hands and found that cocks had been put into each of them. I couldn't stroke them as I couldn't move, but the men did that for me - moving back and forth on their own. I could feel the skin on their dicks sliding back and forth. I didn't grip them tightly, allowing the skin to flow freely. I brought my hips down against the wood of the cross and angled up. My.