"What? Those floppy things?" she yelled back.She climbed up onto the drinks table and pulled her top tight to emphasise her own assets."Anything a guy...can't get into his hand is a waste," she shouted.Shit, I could't let her get away with that so I climbed up, too."So, who likes these then?" I said and I pulled my top down to my waist to expose my tits to loud cheers from all the guys."Nothing floppy here," I called cupping myself.Bobby pulled me down and re-arranged my dress and then we danced. As Candy settled upon his cock, and Barbara watched the lips stretch until Lewis’s cock was deeply buried. Then her son clawed at Candy’s ass, pulling the girl’s asscheeks wide. Barbara’s. eyes were glassy as she saw the tight pucker of Candy’s pink asshole.“Fuck me, Candy,” Lewis said, his voice thick with desire. “Let her watch us fuck! Ride my cock, Candy!” Candy began to squeal with ecstasy as she bounced her ass up and down.Barbara watched her son’s cock appear and disappear, her own pussy. Handing her a cup of tea, he said, "Drink this. It will help you calm down."Taking a sip of the tea, Cynthia decided that she wanted to know all of the gory details about his time with the women. Knowing those details would help her decide what she was going to do about this situation. She had liked Sid except for his obsession with that fantasy world, but discovering that it wasn't an overactive imagination had cast her feelings for him in doubt. Looking over at him, she said, "Tell me about. “What's going on?!”Laughter greeted her question, then a familiar voice chirped up, “Hello, Tittyhawk.” It was Amy.More laughter as she struggled, her head woozy.Hands began groping her, soft and small, pinching a nipple or caressing her thigh. “I've drugged you... and now I will kill you.”Many hands lifted her up and began caressing her whole body, her tits tingling and nipples rock hard as small hands poked and prodded her until she began moaning uncontrollably, her pussy leaking juice as.