He turned and smiled at her. “God, I feel such a slut! I don't know what came over me! It was like...like I was someone else....I can't explain it.�...� she burst out. He smiled again “You obviously enjoyed yourself, so what's the problem? And wow, you looked amazing, dressed in that basque and stockings and riding him like that........and pushing your knickers into his face......wow!” Mike exclaimed. “Yes, a slut's outfit for a slut!” Jan retorted. His calm acceptance of the situation was. Licking around the swollen glans, she watched as he clasped at the sheets and lurched with a loud groan. In a symphony of grasp, vacuum, and caress, he soon begged for his release. She licked and flicked at its bulging head and made it flex easily. Engorged to its maximum, a deft flick of her wrist extracted the full tempest of his climax into her mouth without breaking eye contact. The last vestiges of its eruption leaked onto her clenched fingers as she sampled its flavour. Releasing. After sometime the other man put his tongue inside my pussy and was sucking it and was also playing with my clitoris.We both reached the climax at the same time and the driver made me drink all his cum. Now I was made to lie on top of the other man. He tried to enter my pussy in one go but couldn’t and with some 4-5 stroke he was inside me.I was asked to ride his cock and the driver was standing behind me and was holding my hair and moving my front and back with that. After some 10 minutes the. “Do you think this is funny?” Lucilla snarled in my face, “Julia is out there being humiliated in front of the entire world, and you’re desecrating her daughter’s body?” “What, should I have let her do it instead?” I snapped, wiping blood from my lip. I knew my wit had outrun my judgement, and I barely put my hands up in time to catch Lucilla’s next punch. Without thinking, I twisted around her, wrapped my legs in a hold, and pinned her face-first into the couch, with my hands holding her.