He was quite drunk as always at these parties and Jenny wasn't far behind, they were dancing together in the middle of the floor, smooching would prob...bly be a better word, he had both hands up the back of her short skirt stroking her sexy little bottom through her almost non-existent panties and she was loving it.Lisa was casually licking Karen's neck and whispering in her ear whilst Sheila was wriggling her bottom on Michael's bulge and I was enjoying Jimmy's hand up my skirt stroking the. He started stroking his dick as he watched me pant and drool for his dick. He walked over and put the head inside moving it around my hole poking it in and out teasing me. Beg for it he growled. Master fuck my slutty dripping wet cunt please I want you inside me I want to feel my master inside me. I begged as I tried to finger my cut to make myself cum but he grabbed my arm and squeezed it. He started teasing me hole more,Im not convinced try again slut. He growled. Please fuck me master Im a. She was panting heavily, her brow creased with sweat from both pain and effort. She glared at him over her knees that sat high on her heaving chest. He tugged and jerked on the belt to no avail and growled at her. His eyes flickered lower and the grimace grew in wickedness as he knew how to turn the tables again.“You think I'm weak? Let me show you something slut.”He kept his hold on the belt and using a finger he shoved the thin dripping cloth aside in order to expose her two holes. Her pussy. “Your welcome sir, butwhy does she need a bar stool?” That’s when I came out of the bath wearing nothing,walked over to him and rubbing his cock through hispants explained that he was to take these off and sitdown on the stool so I could give it head. Not waitingfor an answer I undid his pants as he looked over to myhusband, and all he said was, “Hey mister she’s incharge, give it to her.” Without any pants I instructed him to sit the stool atthe foot of the.