Finally, one of the college boys relieved me. I headed up to check on Shelly. At the foot of the stairs, the doorman flagged me down. I paused. "How'... your wife?" "I was just heading up to check on her." "If she's feeling better, you might want to get her home. Some of these boys are getting a little raunchy. I heard someone say there's a woman pulling a train in one of the spare bedrooms. If you stay, you'll have to listen to them boasting all night long. Or Rob trying to calm them down.". " The dildo limited speech."You're a madman!" Jean exclaimed."No, I'm not," I replied. "This is just the kind of thing that makes Karen happy -- doesn't it, Karen?" Yem..." I'm guessing it won't make YOU happy -- which is good reason for you to behave, don't you think?" I pressed."Yes," Jean replied faintly."We'll be back when it's time to wash dishes," I told Karen, and pulled the curtain back. "Be quiet, but you can fuck the dildo if you like." I waved Jean ahead of me and we returned. Gotta run! See you later on." And with that the evening was planned. I actually began to look forward to the party as I started to go through my wardrobe, looking for something to wear. Hmmmm...uniform. I had several options. I tried on several before deciding what I was going to wear. I'd worked as a grid girl for the Australian grand Prix one year, and I had been allowed to keep my outfit. It was a skin tight lycra FOSTER'S beer dress, which reached barely below my thighs, and came complete. I moved my tongue around as I kissed and played with Ivy's pussy lips. Ivy moaned as I kissed and licked her sensitive twat. Her legs shook as I satisfied her pussy. As Ivy increased the intensity of her sucking, I pressed my mouth down onto Ivy's twat and kissed it as hard as I could. At that moment, Ivy released my cock from my mouth as she let out a shrill scream. A stream of cum squirted out of Ivy's pussy as she orgasmed. The moist liquid poured out of her twat and down her legs as she.