Carrie loaned me a pair of high heels with ankle straps and I was almost ready to go. She asked me what kind of panties I had on, and when I told her ... thong, she made me change into a pair of tiny little red booty shorts. They were silk-screened with "liquor" in front, and "poker" in the back, with arrows pointing downward. She said they would help me establish the “right mood”. My roomate Karen thought I looked incredibly cheap. That was the look I was going for. Chapter 1- The Interview. Alan Mills arrived right on time, very handsome and sexy thought Gwen of the man not far short of twenty years younger than her.Gwen had been unsure of what to wear but she was in a black skirt that was tight across her seat, although most of Gwen's skirts were tight across her rather large buttocks. She also had a pair of black knickers on but they were already damp.Alan again explained the procedure and they decided on a safe word of 'Tom' that Gwen was to use if she wanted the spanking. Sam was nursing a lingering mess of a hangover from the previous night's routine debauchery and drank the morning coffee down before it had cooled down enough to not scald his tongue. Now his headache was still with him and his tongue was smarting something fierce. He tried to distract his focus from his discomfort to the mundane chore of cleaning his guns and checking his ammo for defects. Sometimes the shells were slightly dented from their exposure to the constant riding in the saddle and. I could tell Goliath was ready to fuck me and that Paper rimming me would have to wait. To accommodate Paper I got in a doggy position and told him to fuck me. He grabbed some KY jelly off the nightstand and quickly covered the length of his shaft. When his bareback dick was lubed up I felt his left hand on the small of my back, then the head of his shaft in my butt, where is finger had been moments earlier. As Goliath's head penetrated my asshole I mumbled "Slowly, please" but I don't think.