With one hand supporting his weight on the bed, he pushed her head down into the pillow, exerting his control over her, dominating her. He called her ... slut and a whore and she got off on that - the humiliation stimulating her even more. She was repeating, "Fuck me, fuck me, yes, fuck my ass," over and over. "I bet you want to have a cock in your mouth right now, don't you?" he asked her. "Yes, I want to suck another cock while you fuck my ass!" That fantasy was a common one for them, although. On the floor, directly between them, was a large ceramic water bong that appeared to have been made by a master craftsman at considerable expense. After every second or third shot of booze they would load its bowl up with the bud and add that chemical to their bloodstream as well."Blaaaah," Michelle said, sticking out her tongue and taking a few breaths. "I don't care what you say, it's still gross. There's nothing you can do to tequila to make it taste good." This is how I used to get drunk. Catherine placed it on the floor and invited Sarah to step into it, holding out her hand for balance. Once Sarah was in it, Catherine lifted the dress up and started to fix the hooks on the back of the corset. Sarah’s shoulders and breasts were totally bare, pressed upwards by the corset so the rouged nipples stood prominently atop the dress. Beautiful shoes with 4” heels were laid before her and Catherine indicated the mirror so that Sarah could see the effect. Sarah was amazed, she felt like. Then, after getting over with our discussions and feeling sessions, we decided to leave. But we faced a problem as Raina was too drunk now and was not able to stand up. I helped her stand up and she put my hand on her boobs.Meanwhile, Aditi kind of slapped my ass from behind in a soft manner. I was horny but shocked as well. Then, we booked a cab together as I felt it won’t be safe for both of them to leave unattended. Along with the added benefit that I could get lucky as well.While we were.