Len then yelled "sew wee, sew we catch our little rig pig". My wife was able to slip through their hands for a few minutes but was eventually pinned ...y chad.The other 4 men got off the bed and chad buried his face in my wife's pussy. He came up for breather and announced how sweet their little rig pig tasted. My wife was laying back having orgasm after orgasm. She said chad really knew how to eat pussy and should give me a lesson or two.Chad then knelt in the middle of the bed and told her. Thinking it was just another party guest I said I’d be a moment and they could have my spot.I finished peeing, shook off the drippers, turned around and there was Claire. She’d come back with the pizza and came looking for me to offer me some.“What you doing” she asked. I was so embarrassed that she’d sneaked up on me. “well”? and without thinking I said, “Sorry Claire, I’m a bit drunk and you know I so want to see your tits, I……I came back here to have a wank thinking about them!” I don’t. But I will come prepared. Do not underestimate me. Nothing would give me greater pleasure than to clamp your nipples, plug your arse and subject your body to the full extent of my displeasure.On the other hand, if I am satisfied that you are everything I could wish for in a cock-gobbling little slut, I shall take equal pleasure in rewarding you.Among the other items, I shall bring a wand. Every woman loves a wand, don’t they? Especially the kind of woman who is a self-declared horny slut. Prove. I pushed her knees apart and pressed myself up against her, the tip of my manhood coming to rest against the outer band of her womanhood. She grabbed my tool and guided it to the part between her legs, working it around in a circular fashion and then up and down against her hooded clit.“On my God!’ she declared out loud.She placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her vagina and then slipped her hands on to my waist, pulling me in closer as our bodies pressed into each other. Our eyes.