She wears a gray loose fitting fringed suede jacket which covers her blouse and most of her mini skirt. She looks forward to getting picked up, seduc...d, pussy licked, and pleasured all night. She has no idea of what a different night this will be.The women arrive at the party at nine. Everybody is drinking and dancing. Our girls do the same. Katie downs a second Black Russian and dances with several guys. Finally a good looking guy who looks about 26 asks her to dance. He is a broad. Maya's hair was a bit mussed, whichher husband didn't like. And she was straightening her blouse, fasteningthe top button. She patted her hair and smiled sweetly at her husband.Kurt got up, reminding George just how tall and broadshouldered he was.The big man stepped forward and held out his paw of a hand. When Georgeaccepted it, Kurt squeezed hard, making George wince. Worse, the visitordidn't let go, but kept applying pressure.With a laugh, the bully said, "Give up, Georgie Porgie? Say. Would her husband understand the affection she showed for the man who was, after all, her master? He will never know those things that could have slipped out, or been used as weapons in moments of anger by his mother. Neither child seems to remember anything of the incidents with the Russian soldiers in the house. Her memories remain, nothing else.And could she explain her feelings for her Rasputin? If it came to that, would she say she hated him, she loved him, she tolerated him? The truth. “What’s the matter hun,” she said as she toyed with the tip of my cock with her thumb as the rest of her hand was circled around the shaft.“I am close, so damn close, I just wanted to make sure that…” and before I could finish she pursed her lips and said, “You let me worry about that, I have plans for this cock.”She did not wait but went back onto my cock. Her hair was dragging in the water and the bubble made it swirl around her hand and my cock. She stopped a second to flip it behind her.