Lillian Collins was so excited, she couldn't see straight. The hors d'oeuvres, for example, were tiny works of art that tasted divine."Finally, we are...called to the dining room. Kathy begins with paté de foie gràs with truffles, served with a vintage Chablis. Then she serves tournedos Rossini, soufflé potatoes — you know, those little french fries that look like little balloons? This is accompanied by a vintage Bordeaux that probably costs a year's pay. She follows it with a salad, and then. The sort he knew she loved. The sort that had a unique way of keeping her wet and her nipples erect. The sort she couldn’t resist.As they stripped each other, with Emily just down to her black lacy thong, Russ pulled back.“You asked if I remembered what the inside of your bath looked like?” Russ reminded Emily, hinting at the night that Russ had first taken her anally. “What if I said I remembered what you looked like, with you curvy back, beautifully bent over your bath?”Emily didn’t reply. So. "NNNooo mmmmy husband ooooooooooooooooooooooo" she got out as he slid a finger up inside her. She wanted to say stop, no I'm married, get out, but her hot wet pussy was saying yes and her gyrating hips made it an omg yes give it to me. "As hot and wet as you are I don't think I need to waste anytime."Ty said as he was undoing his pants. He slid them down and the biggest cock she ever saw flopped out. Omg she thought and she felt herself wetter and hotter everytime she saw the massive black tool. ” She stared at my cock. “Oh, my.”“Well, Vanessa, I'm not the bimbo. You are.” I stared at her, wondering how far my powers could go. “You're an empty-headed bimbo that just wants nothing more to than to giggle and look pretty and suck dicks. My dick. My dad's. Any guy's or girl's cock you can get your mouth around. All that matters to your empty head is how much you like sucking cocks. And fucking them.”“I do,” Vanessa said while my dad kept huffing at my panties. He really, really liked the.