? She didn?t dig her spiked heels in ? as Stevehad asked her to ? but when she knelt down on Mel?s shoulders, pulled her headback and spoke Steve?s wo...ds, she delivered them with real venom.? She called the feminist a bitch, a dyke, adisgrace to her own kind.? She called hera filthy ballbreaker who only lived like she did because she was too fat tofind a man, she called her a revolting animal all realwomen were ashamed off.? The mistressignored the pleading look in Mel?s eyes, ignored the. Soon another sat beside her with his cock standing proud, as I lifted her skirt to her waist inviting him to feel her cleanly shaved pussy as she massaged his cock. By now we were surrounded by exposed cocks so that when one shot his load another would take his place. After 5 or 6 men had cum and she had 4 orgasms herself we left leaving several disappointed patrons behind. We started making that a regular occurrence where she would get totally naked and suck any cock presented to he and allow. I was right. I needed it! I mixed a glass about half with orange juice and sat down to drink it, putting my goggles back on first and turning them on. Then I couldn’t find the damn glass of vodka I’d just set down! I had to peek under the bottom of the glasses to see where I’d set it. Drunk already I guess, just from smelling the damned stuff.Mixed with the OJ, it tasted a little like the orange creamsicle cups we used to have when we were kids. This time I held onto the glass and pulled the. - I’m glad you’ve woken up. Good morning, honey! – my wife said slicing a cucumber. – I’m cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry?My thoughts were far from breakfast. My wife turned back and saw my huge erection. She smiled but said nothing. I came up, embraced her and pressed my hot penis to her short dressing gown.- Darling, why don’t we fuck for a while?My hands were working under the dressing gown already. The two boobs were squeezed tightly by the my palms and my lips touched her neck. I.