Amber winked at her dad and went into the kitchen to get the bottle of wine. "Girls, I'm going to go change out of my work clothes and take a quick sh...wer, so go ahead and start with the wine and I'll be down in just a few minutes". Amber looked over at me and started to giggle! "Can you believe he's letting us drink wine?" After we both drank a couple of big swallows about half the glass was gone and I was feeling the warmth all over. Amber said, "Come on... follow me Wendy, I want you to see. A low buzz sounds as what is probably a vibrating pleasure wand joins in the teasing.You can taste the small bead of blood where you have bitten your lip, the buzzing of the vibe causing you to thrust your pelvis out eagerly. There is soft laughter from Mistress Stana as the vibe continues and her nails move back to your thighs. She teases you until you are... oh! So close! And then stops. "Not yet..." she laughs.You let out a very pained groan as the Mistress looks over to see your cock. It would be nice to honor Julie somehow, even though he didn't want to get within ten miles of the subject of the World Trade Center for good and personal reasons. He suspected September 11 was going to be a point of contact in plenty of books in the upcoming years, and almost by definition he wanted to separate himself from them. But what kind of fanaticism must it have taken for those Muslim fundamentalist bastards to do something like that? Muslim fundamentalist fanaticism had taken Julie. So with the rules set and us once more altogether, we sat down and enjoyed a very pleasant dinner with each couple sitting together. We waited until after dessert had been served and then the holdall was produced and in turn the wives made their selection. There was much giggling when the contents were revealed and some didn't required much imagination at all to guess their purpose.Not so Jacqui's gift from John. She tore off the wrapping and held up a skillet! We were all puzzled but after he.