I stopped. No. I hesitated. I couldn’t just walk in there. She could be…. My cock grew hard again at the thought. I shouldn’t want t... look. But I do anyway. I move down the hall and open the door a tiny crack. Thankfully it didn’t creak otherwise I would’ve had to book it out of here. I peered through the gap.Daniel was positioned behind Kathy. His hands gripped her waist hard, leaving white imprints on her from the pressure. His hips were moving quickly, slamming. Richard was notable for theway that he very carefully tried to put the spoon in without touching herteeth. She guessed Leslie once but it turned out to be Richard,intentionally making it feel like Leslie's hand was guiding it. And thenCaroline made a drinking motion with her mitten and someone helpfully puta straw to her lips. Wait, was that some sort of Persian chocolateconcoction? It was deliciously rich, and she nearly downed the whole cupin one long guzzle. They kept giving her more of it,. “Leave the suit off, babe. I’ll warm you up again if you get chilly.”Lauren chuckled and left her clothing where it was laying on the counter. “Give me a moment,” she said, then headed down the hallway to the bathroom. Peter began pulling the casserole from the oven when he heard Lauren exclaim, “Shit!”Setting the casserole on a hot mat, he wandered into the hallway to find Lauren coming back towards him. She had straightened her clothing out and looked at him crossly. “What’s wrong?”“This!”. He wasn't sure, and didn't know, but the way she said itmeant something bad was going to happen. Then it was Sunday and she had him dress in a bright red dresswith blue ruffles on top trimmed with white lace. The bottom of thefull skirt also had a blue ruffle trimmed with the same white lace.She told him he looked very patriotic in it. She had him wear avery tight girdle, telling him it held his girlish figure in whereit was supposed to. He was becoming very adept at walking in theblack heels..