” Mistress Dee rummaged through the cabinet, “Ahh…..perfect!” She grabbed my cock pulling and stroking it getting me hard as the weights tugg...d and pulled. “Good this is easier on me when your cock is ready.” She licked her lips. In her hand was a “Prince Albert sound, attached to a glans ring. A steel ring hung from the end of the sound. Mistress Dee lubed the shaft then inserted into my swollen cock, stretching the slit. I moaned in pleasure. I wasn’t sure if precum or lube were making my. I was impressed, but even so maybe I shouldn’t have spoken my next thoughts out loud.“Come on then, let’s have a proper look,” I suggested.“Seriously?”“Sure. Stop teasing us with that monster. I need to see that.”“Okay, sweetie, let’s give Annie a treat,” said Carrie. She pulled the front of Jim’s shorts down, and his erect dick sprang out. It was certainly impressive: a big throbbing rod, topped with a large shiny knob. Carrie put her hand round it, and her fingers barely met round the thick. I thought it was over for today as I got down from table. Their cum was oozing from my cunt with little blood. I already tore my hymen with dildo long back.But Sharma sir made me sit in a chair and lick his cock off my juices and his cum. I went to bathroom, cleaned my cunt and came out. As I was taking my burqah, Ashok sir already had a hard on.“Sharmi, if you have energy, one more fuck, doggy?” he said pleading. I hesitated. But now I started to enjoy fucking. So, I went near desk and bent. What should I have said?" she asked, looking at me intently."Whatever you felt like. If you wanted to dance with him, just say yes." And that wouldn't bother you? I mean ... I came to the party with you." He just wants to dance with you, Shelly. I don't mind," I replied, not quite truthfully."Oh." She looked almost disappointed.I poured Shelly another glass of wine and she sipped this one a bit less cautiously than her first. She was looking around the dance floor at the couples, paying.