We both again had some shuddering orgasms. The girl slid Victor’s face; but I kept being rammed hard on both ends. I was crazy, screaming loud for b...th guys to fuck me harder.Very soon, the black guy in my ass exploded, filling my bowels with his burning semen. He pulled out; but I kept riding hubby, waiting for him to cum in my womb.But Victor told me to get off. He turned to the other lady, who was riding her partner and moaning with pleasure.I watched as my loving husband slid up behind her. After you are naked, I have you kneel before Me and clean our cum from My cock. After I am satisfied that you have cleaned it well, I tell you to go to the bathroom and clean as much of My cum from your cunt as you can and then come back to Me. As you leave the bathroom and are walking toward Me, there is a soft knock on the door. I glance at My watch and smile, “Pam, that will be for you. Answer the door.” Embarrassed to think that you have been instructed to answer the door totally naked, you. Kiera was not kidding when she said she wanted to sketch me for real. Like the art pencil she used on her paper, I felt her finger slide through my damp innie slit. I tensed from having another girl touch me in the place I had only touched myself. I say "I" because I'm the only girl ever to have touched it. I drenched her finger. I was sopping like a washcloth making a sloshing thud on the stall floor of the girl's shower. Kiera pulled away from my breast and as I looked down, she brought her. “Shhh...” you whispered. “I need more wine.” I watched you stand up, my eyes transfixed, envying the grace of each movement, the raw sensuality you radiated. You were in your red dress, the one we’d talked about. As you walked toward the kitchen, I closed my eyes and remembered the last few hours.You’d arrived in that dress and spent nearly two hours transforming me. A full body shave, then a massage and a light oil rubdown. Three attempts at make-up before we found something we both liked..