Clad in high heels, black stockings, frilly whitepanties and petticoat, a small black dress that fitted over his tightlylaced waist and a frilly white...apron and cap to match. Suzanne noddedher approval. "Good, now get to work."It seemed that, as a maid, Mike had to do everything that a slave woulddo and more. He was dead tired by the time Mistress Suzanne allowed himto finish work, but she forced him to change out of his maid's uniforminto a pink satin babydoll, while tightening his corset even. Somehow, we managed it. Chai went into her helpless little Asian orphan role, asking the guys to get some toilet paper and pat her little pussy dry. Again, the two guys were bumping into each other trying to get at paper and pussy. I stayed out of the way as well as I could. They took turns patting Chais little girl pussy dry, but she wasnt satisfied with it at all. Is that the best you two woosies can do?, my wife blurted out. It was very uncharacteristic of her when on a binge. Its like. His apartment wasn't the most soundproof, so he had the girl's mouths packed with some of the leftover industrial foam. That didn't stop them from trying to call for help, though. They often struggled and banged on their tables, until Matt would come and fill their nostrils with hot pepper sauce, which he conveniently had put inside a nasal spray can. That would always put the brakes on their rebellious spirits, as it burned like hell and made them writhe in pain for a good half hour. After. As he continued to fuck Dee with her hot ass in front of him, John gave Steve the thumbs up sign as he watched him jamming his cock relentlessly in and out of M. Barry returned from the bar, his freshly squeezed cock bouncing flaccid between his thighs, no sign of the g-string he had worn when they arrived at the ball earlier that evening. Seeing John fucking Steve’s wife, Dee, he decided to watch for a moment, enjoying the sight of the gorgeous woman lustily fucking his mate as the two men.