" But you do remember the party?" he asked hopefully."Yes Alan, I have often thought about it," she confessed."Clive told me that you were divorced, I...am too," he said, hoping that it was relevant."I am now sixty-seven. I do not look like I did back then," she said as she took in the implications of what Alan had said."I am sure that you are still beautiful. Can I see you please?" Well yes I would like that but just for a chat perhaps."She did not know if this man who's cock she was massaging. It felt much cooler to the skin than it really was. I soaped up and felt the heat, sweat and tension of the day fall and swirl down the drain. Still I had no desire to leave the shower. Pure heaven. The grumbling of my stomach finally commanded attention. "Fine."I headed downstairs with my hair dripping wet, a tight t-shirt and panties. It was simply too hot to contemplate anything more."Foods in the fridge." Cleo said."Too hot to cook." Molly knew that." Cleo finally looked up from the papers. Now beg me to have your pussy licked.”Amanda whined and shook her head no.“On your knees! Beg or I will take this crop to your clit!”Slave one collapsed onto her knees, sobbing, her head bowed down.“Look up at me and beg, slave!”Amanda looked up in her rubber-cloaked blindness.“Do ... You ... Want ... To ... Cum?”The girl nodded slowly, her red-masked face looking up at Mistress. She felt the back of her hood being pulled up and the buckle to her gag being unfastened. The rubber phallus was. ” Meanwhile our sex life was great. Jamaal had taken a real shine to Caz. He had asked her out and they had a great time. I always got the whole story from Caz when she got home, while I cleaned Jamaal’s cum from her freshly fucked pussy. We had sessions with some of the Man Oh Man dancers, and we had one memorable session with all twelve of them. We were full of cum that night and spent hours afterwards cleaning each other up. The day came when I was scheduled for my ‘breast augmentation’.