If it's good enough, it goes into one of the rooms. So far I've only had the staff to try these out on.' She smiled, withdrew a long, thick, double st...ip of leather with a red handle. 'But now I've got you.'I looked at the paddle with interest. 'So I'm to be a guinea pig?''Think of it more as quality control. Let's go next door.' She led the way to the bedroom.'Over the end of the bed, I think.' She waited as I lowered myself, mind on the sound slippering I'd just delivered. I was wearing. It was a Friday night and the Hole had a band so the drinking and dancing were unrestrained. As the birthday boy everyone wanted to buy me a drink and around eleven I started feeling a little woozy and by midnight I was passed out. Abby had been putting it away too, but she wasn't quite as bad off as I was. There were a couple of people who thought they were fairly sober and they loaded me into a car to take me home. I vaguely remember coming out of my alcohol induced stupor at one point to see. Her hand travels slowly from your satin pantied ass lightly up the small of your back as I stroke your hair. Praising you for doing this so fucking right for your man. This delicate, slow, deliberate show of whorish pleasure as she reaches down beside her and pulls up your favorite pair of black panties and starts caressing your exposed skin with them. Her lips not leaving yours for any longer than it takes for her to breathe a moment, then deeply falling into you and kissing with a deep need.. Started to caress my pubic hair and then finally stick his fingers into my already wet cunt. For the next several minutes Matt rotated between sucking my tits, fingering my cunt and kissing me as he turned me into a frenzied whore. I would stop and slap at Joe's face and had Matt slap him too as we continued our little show. Finally it was time and Matt laid me down on the sofa and looking at Joe, slapping his face hard several times, "I'm gonna fuck your fuckin' whore wife" he announced to Joe.