Her pussy ached, wishing to be full. Her hands left his cock to go to the button of her jeans. When she began to undo them Alex saw and quickly pulled...out of her mouth. ‘No, slut,’ he growled. His hand pulled on her hair, pulling her to her feet, ‘You don’t get off unless I say so.’ Quickly, he lifted her onto one of the tile shelves everyone kept their soaps and wash rags on. Leftover water from a previous shower soaked through her jeans, but she didn’t care. Alex reached around and undid her. Looking into your eyes??? ?..Now Megan Ishall take what?s left?..Fastening yourhands into the cuffs I walk behind you leaning in close to your ear???.. Mytongue licking my fangs??. My claws extending out ??.. ????????????Now youshall know who you are and to whom you belong. ?Stepping away the beast Roars!??????.. ?????.YOU WANT MESLUT THEN HERE I AM!!!?????.?The whip stretchesfrom my hand as my arm moves????????.. the soundcutting the silent night air??.hissssssssss???. Crack!!??.. The sudden. I motioned for Janice to come over to me and let me see how wet her pussy was. As she walked towards me she started pulling down her slacks and had them down to her knees by the time she was standing in front of me. I could see that the crotch of her panties were thoroughly soaked before she started to pull them down. I said to her, “You must have had a good time as wet as your panties are.” Her reply was “That’s not the half of it. Wait until you fell my pussy.” After her panties went down to. Then Jill showed up. And I knew her. Jill was my English Lit teacher from my school. She was short, married, had a Texas accent, and in her mid fifties. A little petite lady with a lot of energy but also looked kind of old and not someone I would expect to see at a sex swing event. We all got introduced and everyone started small talk. Jill grabbed and took me to the bathroom. "Kenny, you are the last person I expected to see here. You can not tell a soul about this." Jill said as she undid.