Stan smiled mischievously. "And just as a hint of what's to come..." He dropped to his knee, lifted her skirt, and amid her giggling, pulled her panti...s down. He gently rubbed her clit, smiled up at her, and then began to lick her again.Sammi shivered at the warm feelings that flooded her. She wanted him to continue, but she wanted him to stop, too. Her friends were supposed to be waiting for her outside.Stan unzipped his pants, pulling out his half-hard cock. Sammi thought of sucking him off,. Was licking her belly button and took out her lowers and panty. Her pussy was dripping wet and I went near her vagina and kissed it. She moaned “aaahhhh! Lick it” I kissed it again and took her thigh in my hand and bit it. I started chewing her thighs and as pressing her hips badly she got so horny that she took out her right side boob from her bra I bit very hardly on her thigh telling “bitch don’t do it will uncover your melon” and she immediately covered them.Feeling the pain she made me. The mixer in his pants vibrated as eagerly as my own body was. I sensed from the tensing of his hand on mine, the flutter of his eyes that the pleasure for him was powerful, and it was a struggle to remember to play to the audience. Eventually, reluctantly, he flicked off the button, shutting off the vibrations and grinned at the crowd as they cheered him on. Not a man there didn’t have real appreciation for his situation; not a woman there didn’t want to be the hand pushing the button.. I’ll let you imagine what they were. I don’t want to really get further into her dominant role with us because it will leave you with the wrong impression of Mary. She was very much two different people. During the day and apart from our nightly play, she was the most beautiful, the most kind, most submissive to Scott, and most intelligent woman you would ever meet. Nobody ever guessed what a tiger she was behind closed doors, nor what a caged cuckold Scott could be either. Strangely, they.