They both fell still. Spunk flowed down Ian’s cock and over his balls.“My turn, hold her tightly,” said Dave, putting his drink down on the smal... table. Jenni lifted and Ian slipped out. Her cunt was swollen and dribbling as Dave pushed in. This was Dave’s second type of pleasure for the night. Pushing into Jenni’s cunt the moment it had been filled with hot spunk."Hold her tighter! Squeeze her tits up for me to suck.” Ian finally got the message, crossed his arms over Jenni’s body and pulled. “So Megan, do you think you can take your Auntie across your lap.” “Oh yes Grandma,” the 18 year old said excitedly, adding “And I will spank her really hard with my hand, and then the hairbrush.” Megan didn’t really expect to be allowed to use the hairbrush and was just trying it on again but didn’t blink when her Grandma said, “OK, that’s settled then.” Tom was agog getting more and more aroused listening to the conversation and when he caught Megan’s eye and she winked at him he blushed.. ”“Who else has you, slut?”“Tommy … only Tommy … but always you first, sir.” He had made his point. I might have been given to Tommy as a slut, but I would always be Mr. Nolan’s slut, always first his. There would never be conflict about whose slut I really was. He dressed me up and pamper me, tonight. But I was still his slut. That’s what this was about. The gown, the opera, the dinner, and limousine were all wonderful, but this, his slut, was where I resided, where I was comfortable and. He apologised for being so early. I told him it was fine and invited him in. I was ready for another drink so invited him to join me which he happily accepted. We took up sits on the lounge and chatted and had a few drink while waiting for Mrs to get home. I sent her a txt letting her know our friend had arrived. She said she would be home as soon as possible and was very excited about the night ahead. So we kept chatting and our new friend asked if I’d like another drink since he was getting.