Jill was standing in front of me wearing only a black lacy thong her long blonde hair over her breasts as there was a knock on the room door, I answer...d it in my boxers and let Lianne in, Jill looked shocked, "are we going to give him that dance then?" Lianne said to a by now extremely horny Jill. She then walked over and pushed Jills hair from her breasts before sucking hungrily on her proud nipples.Jilly gave out a little moan of encouragement at which Lianne fell to her knees carefully. We'd rented the dvd at the little grocerystore in town, but when it opened with the young bride-to-be and hertwo girlfriends carrying on so giddily, and then a minute later thismovie revealled itself to be "a fucking musical", SOMEBODY had startedcarrying on like a drunken four year old, grousing about how stupid itwas and telling grostesquely unfunny jokes about the characters andtheir large and overworked pussies (for some reason this had includedPierce Brosnan!), and had kept this up clear. We embracedstanding up for a moment, me in my pretty nightie and Vicki completelynaked."You didn't have to dress up for me," Vicki said, admiring my lingerie."I know," I replied. "I just like it better this way."Without saying a word, I rearranged the pillows on the bed and adjustedstanding mirror. "Sit here," I instructed Vicki, pointing to the edge ofthe bed in front the pillows I had stacked. Vicki did as I asked. Shelooked a bit perplexed. But not for long.I sank to my knees in front. They were into that sort of thing and so were their friends and associates. Connie was hired because they saw something in her they liked--the yin to their yang. They knew a subservient masochist when they saw one. Connie didn't know she was one until she became one, and the process was slow, one bit of abuse and then another after that first bit settled in. Slowly, they led her along like a dealer creating a junkie.They used sex as the lure. Like most COG wives, Connie wasn't getting enough,.