As there were people waiting for a place at the bar, I went over to Joan Kaiser and asked if I could share the booth. She checked with her booth mates...and they agreed. I sat down and I made my introduction and Joan introduced me to Sally Cooper and Carol Wonderlik; her booth mates. I was very impressed with Sally, Carol not so much, she just rubbed me wrong. I did not dislike her; I just wasn’t comfortable near her. She wasn’t unfriendly, nor was she snarky, we just didn’t mesh.Sally moved over. "She led me over to her bed, I sat down and began kissing and sucking like I was in heaven."Oh, god, you make me so hot doing that. I never thought that it would make my pussy throb like it is. Oh, I'm so wet." I want to lick you more than anything," I said and she lay down on the bed with her legs spread wide, presenting her beautifully-shaved pussy for me to enjoy.As I licked up and down her wet labia, she was writhing back and forth, obviously greatly enjoying what I was doing to her."Oh,. So aristocratic!As ordered I opened my shirt. I was wearing a red shirt and my denim shorts. Now I was in my red bra.He ordered me to pour him a drink and signaled me to sit on the chair in front of him. He took off the belt from my jeans and tied my hands at my back. I looked into his eyes.“Damn slave! You have to be taught so much!”, RupeshI hung my head, I felt his hands on my shoulders then they slid down towards my back. His hands were like a vice. They grasped me, pulled me towards him. He either sneaked his hand under, or lifted her skirt exposing her butt. He loved doing this in front of people. He would also grope at her tits, lifting them, pulling them apart, and sometimes exposing them. He loved showing her off, and letting her know she was his property. That day in particular, he kept doing all these things, but suddenly told us we had to leave and took us home. As soon as we got home, my mom sent me to my room, but I sneaked in to watch. Bill had mom bent over in his.