Justine licked her lips, desire shooting through her all the way to her toes, as she lowered her mouth and tasted the salty drop on the tip of Craig�...s dick. She felt him shudder and heard him suck in his breath as her mouth moved up and down on his staff. Her tongue swirled around his head. He was so thick! “Oh, yeah. I really think that I’m going to like working her.” He moaned, placing his hand gently at the back of her head. Justine looked into his eyes and she could see the fire of desire. I could definitely taste the rum. What Joni had just said finally sank in and I looked up suddenly. In disbelief I exclaimed, "Debra... ? Not Debra Watson?!"Joni blushed and nodded. She took another long drink and then she said, "Yeah. She was brought here by Tina Greene. Donna Jeffers brought Tina. I don't know how far back it goes or how long it has been going on."I knew all of those women! I was friends with them! I couldn't believe that any of them would do what Joni had just done to me!. Inflamed with fuck hunger, she had to decide what to do with it. Get her brains fucked out, go home, whatever. I motioned to the men standing around with hard cocks to back off and they did so immediately. I didn’t want her intimidated, I wanted this to be her decision. As the men backed away, I saw her look of understanding at what was occurring. “M-master, I ___” she stammered. She almost seemed unaware that she was fingering herself, playing with her flooded pussy through the cloth of her. All we could do was shake our heads. She stood in front of us totally made-up with just one of my undershirts on and her favorite pair of heels. She grinned at all of us and turned to walk into the kitchen. There was a bounce in her step I hadnt seen very often and her shoes helped to show it off. The shirt was a regular style undershirt, but the way it fit her made it special. From the back it was so short that it barely covered her gorgeous round ass. Made you want to reach out and just grab.