But go back to the bar, get a bottle of Pol Roger and come back here, and maybe you can redeem yourself. And I'll tell you how to speak to a real lady... like me.Champagne bought, I went over and sat opposite her, admiring her beautiful eyes and wondering if I could hope to sit next to her, and slide my hand up her firm, well muscled thighs.After chatting for a while, we got onto the subject of porn. I'm usually dom, and I love extreme hardcore, and she has excellent taste in that area.I love a. And Shawn is pretty drunk too. Doug then tells the guys he is chatting with "I'll show you how much we love this guy". So he hollers up across a couple tables "Can we get two ladies to take Shawn back to my place, fuck him good and put him to bed?". With that a bunch of girl huddle up and Doug gets 3 volunteers. One of them being Doug's wife Lana. They all collect Shawn and pack into one car with a sober driver.Doug gets home and his wife tells him Shawn is in the spare room with the two. I noticed there was about three inches ofjuice."Take a big mouthful slave....but don't swallow," she ordered.After I had filled my mouth she casually moved to a drinks trolley andpoured herself a glass of wine. This gave me the time to savour my owncum, it was metallic in taste and seemed to coat my whole mouth with asticky coating. For the first time I noticed how salty my juice was.Mistress returned a wide grin on her face, sipping her wine. Her grinhowever turned to a scowl as she noticed my. We both watched intently, but from very different perspectives as the length of the arc slowed, the sensations for me were only marginally less intense as it did. As the arc slowed to nearly nothing, she picked up the weight and set it in motion again, only this time higher. You stood in front of me this time until the swinging weight had come to a complete stop. When it did you just stood there, a calculated pause I guessed, taking in the scene before going back into her suitcase and pulling.