Cal and I got dressed. It had become hot and muggy outside, so cool loose fitting attire was called for. A sleeveless low cut blouse, shorts and sanda...s did it for me. Cal wore his usual t-shirt, shorts and sandals. We were off for some fun tonight. Our first stop was for a light dinner and a few cool drinks in the company of Pierre and Jessica then off to fantasy land for fun and pleasure. Our waitress had just brought our drinks to the table when I spotted Jessica making her entrance. As she. I think you’re in the wrong place, though. Looks to me like you belong at a debutant’s ball.” There was laughter, but it didn’t sound like it was coming from all eight people.Then, I heard a female voice, “Hey, Princess. Yeah, that’s right for her … Princess. Pretty, little Princess.”I looked up at Sam before turning around to identify who was taunting me. He shrugged, then mumbled, “Like I said. Whatever you are comfortable with. Remember that it is full contact and you are not dressed for it. You drive back against me over and over, burying my cock deep in you with each thrust, my hands reaching beneath you, squeezing your tits, fingers pinching your nipples as we fuck each other harder. My cock slamming into your pussy as you press back against me, your juices coating my cock, trickling over my balls as you get wetter and wetter with each thrust.I feel you begin to push back harder against me, grinding your pussy on my cock with each thrust as you get closer and closer… My pace. It ranthe entire length of the house, almost fifty feet, and was thirty feet wide.The ceiling was over twelve feet high. After we bought the place Mom took onelook at that room and decided it would be her torture chamber. Dad didn?t get asay in the matter. Actually, Dad didn?t get a say in anything, Mom ruled thehousehold the same way she ruled her clients. She did make one concession toDad though, she allowed him the honor of being the first slave she tortured inthe new house.??????????????? I.