I asked if she liked his jeans and ass. She was 10 years younger than me and likely didn't know the fun of button fly jeans. She just liked his ass. I...asked if she wanted to meet Tom and Stanley, Tom’s thick cock. I leaned in close to her and said, “You really should meet Stanley.” Seconds passed. My pussy got wet as I pictured her walking to Tom, putting her hand on his hard cock straining against the buttons. Unfortunately, she had errands during her lunch hour and no time to meet. I was so. It was awhile before I felt Sapphire's pussy squeeze my cock. She looked at me in surprise and I grinned before I pulled back and thrust the rest of the way into her. I stopped again as she winched and started kissing her again.When her pussy squeezed my cock once more I began to fuck her slowly. She clutched me and a minute later moaned and shivered as her tight pussy rippled around my cock. She was lifting her hips as I continued to fuck her and her pussy was a lot slipperier. She shuddered. He said something to John, the music just loud enough to make it difficult for her to hear. Without much notice, the two of the guys, in tandem, flipped Jen over. Although still loosely bound, Jen moved to her hands and knees instinctively. John still standing in front of her, and the stranger positioning himself to fuck her. He must have seen the jeweled plug in her ass. He spanked her rounded ass and said, “you are a naughty girl keeping that pretty ass from me.” Jen whimpered at the sting. It was enough weight to shift her balance forward slightly and make her position more precarious and much more exciting. Mistress commented to the audience, “Now doesn’t that look so much better?” they howled in agreement. Each one of them glad it wasn’t them, but simultaneously wishing it was. She heard a voice louder than the rest say, “It’s missing something, but not up front.” She knew that voice. It was his. Mistress heard him as well and responded with her own question. “Then what do you.