I went back upstairs checked on my son and then Susan, she was snoring away like anything, I pulled back the quilt and and began to finger her still s...aking wet cunt I did this for a minute or so and then pulled my fingers out of her cunt and wiped them across her mouth.I went back downstairs and found that Tracey was out cold, I shook her by the shoulders but she didn’t even stir.Tracey had been wearing a fairly short skirt and in her drunken state it had ridden up her thighs, and I could very. I stood before her, then kneeled and kissed her feet, thanking her as I looked up at her officious persona. She smiled with supreme satisfaction, trembling at the recognition of her own natural superiority over me; I could almost feel her pussy tingling. I knew that she would never view any male again in the same way after that day. The situation made me realise too, that I was increasingly assuming the status of the gimp; any woman was immediately recognisable as being totally superior and I. His balls had such a masculine smell.After a while of me sniffing and licking his balls, he made me lick his shaft thenordered me to open my mouth and slowly stuck it in. It was huge and thick.I could barely take any of it and he started to face fuck me. I could not believewhat was happening to me. I was gagging like crazy. Spit drooling out, hewas holding me by my ears and fucking my mouth hard. After a while he sat down onthe couch opened his legs and ordered me to get my face down there. From their view point the wet suit was transparent allowing them to clearly see her ass and her dark pubic patch lightly covering her mound. The boys had snuck a cooler containing a case of beer with them and for now sat content to watch this gorgeous woman and drink their beer, when they first found the pond occupied they were about to turn and leave until seeing Deb. Deb walked around the shoreline as she drank her third drink and began to get tipsy. She finished her drink and got herself.