Mike had slipped a finger into Kevin's tight ass and was slowly finger fucking him. My husband squirmed but I could tell by the look on his face that ...e loved it. He looked so sexy lying there naked, exposed and totally lost in the pleasure another man was giving him. I quietly slinked out of my skirt and top and began rubbing my pussy with my dildo.Mike had worked two fingers into my hubby's ass now and by the sounds of Kevin's moans I thought he would cum any second. Mike gently pulled his. I am not good at reminding them of the "look, not touch" rule without getting rude and inviting rudeness in return, but I manage. I have to remind them, because the owner has only bought a drink and food licence, not a "drink and play" one, or whatever it is called, so she'd get in trouble if the serving girls misbehaved. I do not want trouble, not for me, not for her, so I behave.Sometimes, when business allows me to relax, I look at the guests, and watch them when they look at me, or at the. “You’re getting this no matter what… and you’ll fucking enjoy it you whore.!” I hissed at her, I didn’t want to hurt her but my need was greater then hers at that point in time and I pressed the head of my cock against her lips and gave a little shudder. She was so warm and I couldn’t help it. I tried to push myself in but for the life of me she was too small. She continued to struggle, trying to twist away. Anger flared in me and I backhanded her, hard, across the face. “Co-operate or its. You had a thirst to quench. A thirst that pulled you forward, toward the only thing that could save you. Not even sure whether you were bound for oasis or mirage, you went all the same. You were drawn to the possibility.It was cold outside. Very cold. The snow was coming down in flakes the size of half dollars, but inside the house, protected from the frozen air and icy night, the world was radiant and warm. Everything was perfect that night. It was carefully prepared for, every second planned.