Look in the drawer under it.” He took a mug from a mug stand and started the machine. Meanwhile, Roberta and I cut and warmed pie slices and started...scooping ice cream.After the plates were in the sink Paul whispered in my ear, “Do you think it would be okay for me to have Roberta once more before they leave?”I looked at Roberta and via feminine telepathy, she said okay.Paul offered to show us the rest of the house “but because it’s late just a part of upstairs.”As we climbed the stairs Roberta. I waited for her to emerge from the bathroom and I pulled her aside in the bedroom under the pretense of needing to discuss bachelorette party plans. I asked her what the situation was, "Oh, we are just fooling around. We are better friends and fuck buddies than a couple." "Yeah I could see that" I said."You really should join us." she said with a small smile. "Christy!" I said "Since when are you into women?" "Well men are annoying so I may as well give women a shot, plus, I never said I. Likewise, I’ll demonstrate the proper handling of the person they are going to get used on.” She slapped me hard on the ass for clarity.“Now, if everyone will follow me to the kitchen.”- - - -Setup in the kitchen, on top of our kitchen table, was a rig that is hard to describe in words. But, I’ll do my best since that is kind of my job here.It was made of flat steel, roughly three feet long, and came to two ninety-degree bends at each end that jutted straight up from the table about foot and a. She was laying there stunned, those skin tight leggings left nothing to the imagination as the wolfish monster approached. This unnatural creature reached out for her, smothering the cheeks of her ass with its massive paws with a possessive growl.Victoria groaned in dismay from the crushing grip she felt against her plush rump, helpless as this thing spread her cheeks achingly wide. Her body burned hotly in embarrassment, knowing full well her most intimate places were being put on display.Even.