As soon as I saw her I screamed that I got it caught in the zipper again and by the look on her face I knew she wasn't buying it. Why are your pants a...l wet she yelled as she starred right at my bulge? As I began to stammer, thinking of the right thing to say, she shoved me down on a chair, dropped to her knees and put the base of her right hand on my rock hard nuts and used her fingers to feel the water stains on my pants. I will never forget the felling in the gut of my stomach as her fingers. ..M..o..ooo" Her unenthusiastic impersonation was shattered by tears. Graham laughed and slapped her tits hard. "I've got an idea, slut, and I know how to implement it. Be right back whore, And wipe your fucking face with your fingers while I'm gone, use the tears and snot then play with your asshole, you fuckwit."Sabrina gasped then at the sick thing he'd asked her to do. Lube her ass up with her tears? But she thought of her friends seeing this and she obeyed, wiping her face with her. “You taste like nectar from the gods, Daria.” “I want to see what you taste like. May I?” “Whatever you want; this night is yours, I just want to make you happy.” She knelt at his feet and removed the towel covering his burgeoning erection. She wrapped her hand around him and smiled. “I want you, for tonight and always. Let me taste you. I want to learn what makes you feel good. I want to have you in my mouth and on my tongue, making you all wet with my mouth before we make love.” He swallowed. ”I knew she couldn’t go to a swinger’s party dressed like an old maid. I borrowed a glitter dress from one of my stripper colleagues and a pair of high heels. I stripped Laura naked. Her body was divine, with droopy but still succulent tits, a little bulge on her tummy and a smooth vulva and sexy legs. She was all natural in a land of fake make-believe. I started to really care about her. Applying make-up for the night to her beautiful mature face, I wondered what I got myself into. I knew she.