Lisa had to be one of the most gorgeous girls I had ever seen. She wore red high heels, a red mini skirt, and a white blouse that her breasts were try...ng desperately to escape from. She had sparkling green eyes and seductive long blonde hair. I think even if I hadn’t accidentally taken those pills, I would’ve been in the same predicament after seeing Lisa. “Hi, I’m Lisa, I’m here for the software assistant job.”“Of course, of course, please sit,” I insisted, as I gestured to the rolling chair. As I looked over to see how John was doing I found out I was the only one being a good boy....John had finished covering Patty's back with lotion as was working his way up her legs. Maybe I was just imagining it but I thought she was enjoying this a little too much as he began grazing her ass as if to appear by mistake. Patty never flinched and I could swear she actually smiled as he touched her. I knew he was testing Patty to see just how far he could take this and she made no attempt to stop. He had sat down on a chair not far from her, fiddling with a crop exhibiting no signs of recognition towards the absurdity of her action.She was on all fours, wearing only a cat's ear headband, about to drink from a bowl. The comprehension of the situation dawned on her. The settling of reality, paved way to humiliation, fear of being seen by strangers. The instinct of self-preservation and snippets of morality added fuel to the fire.She felt her insides quiver and tremble. She put her lips. “What the fuck are you waiting for, stick it in!” demanded Slut Girl.With that the husband inserted his cock into Slut Girl’s ass, at the same time Slut Girl reached back and began rubbing her clit with her free hand.“That’s it you little fucker, pump hard!” Slut Girl said.The wife’s face was starting to get red. “Oh my god, I am cumming” said the wife, “ohhhhhhhh, ahhhhh, I, ah, forgot, ohhh, how good, ohh, this felt”Slut Girl removed the dildo from the wife’s pussy and told the husband to.