”“I need clothes!” she wailed.“We’ll borrow something from Mandy for you to sleep in,” he said patiently. “In the morning I’ll figure ...omething out about the clothes. Don’t worry. You don’t have to go on stage until something like eight in the evening. We’ll get you appropriately dressed before then.”“This is not like I thought it would be!” she sobbed.“Life isn’t always fair,” said Bobby. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll try to do a better job of making life fair tomorrow.”A very startled Amanda. Never one to turn down a good massage I took my clothes off and turned over. She crawled on top of me and rubbed my head. Between that and the champagne I could have easily fallen asleep. I could feel her tits touching my back. Jessica moved down my neck and shoulders. " I love you and I want you to never forget this night." Jess said. I replied with moans and groans. She laughed and moved on down my back. Massaging and kissing everywhere. She grabbed my ass rubbing it hard. At times it. I could feel my pussy being ripped apart and he was having trouble getting inside me.As soon as the head was inside, he started to moan and between his moan’s he managed to say “WOW, you are tight, I LOVE IT”.I didn’t even have time to get use to his big head and fingers inside me, before he began to rip my pussy apart even more.Not sure how that was even possible, but I know now that it had to be done, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to get the fattest part of his big cock inside.Then one hard. .. on the bare... right here." Terrific. I think I'll use the rubber paddle. It makes that glorious'splat, splat, splat' sound. Bring me my bag, Darling."He brought her the capacious carrier, she produced the implement of painfrom its interior, and he assumed his familiar pose, hands against thewall, body bent over, rear end thrust out to make an easy target.She let him stand in that humiliating posture for a minute beforeexplaining, "On no, sweetie. I'm going to color your bottom outside,.