This posture wasn't uncommon for me, but the thick pillows felt like they were wrapping themselves around my face. My arms were packed tightly underne...th the pillows and I tugged until they emerged. I got my arms underneath my body to prop myself up and felt the coldness of my forearms squeezing my breasts together. I took several breaths which got progressively deeper and deeper. My senses continued to return and, when I dragged my legs up towards my body, it was then that I became aware of. Brandy was a proper drink unlike champagne which was merely fizzy grape juice. The bottle of Rémy Martin sitting on the table was pretty expensive stuff and it told him that besides being classy, this young woman was backed by serious money.They sat down and they dined sumptuously. Colonel Surin was a little bewildered by this turn of events. He protested saying that he was supposed to wine and dine her. But she shushed him prettily and the night began. After dinner Mandy allowed him to seduce. I could hear him jerking off. That squish, squish sound was turning me on, and it sounded so good I began to really go to work on my wet, throbbing pussy."You make daddy feel so good. Now I want you to bend over so I can fuck your ass. You want daddy to fuck your ass?" What the hell, it's not like it was real so I said, "Yes, daddy, put that fat cock in my ass...oh it hurts so good, daddy. Punish me, daddy, make my ass hurt for you." By then I had been playing with my clit so hard and fast I. Dana was in about the same condition, but she had one side of her face painted white like she lost a battle with a paint roller. Sandra was still looking like she had lost a battle with a paint ball gun. The only difference I could see was that one eyebrow was white and the other was pink. I looked at Mark and he had his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. I told them to go wash their hands for supper and they all ran for the bathroom. Mark looked at me and lost it. I didn't.