.. the wine that bubbles is called Champagne.” I quickly looked around and Bobbie was giving me the rolling hands thing again. I quickly added, “..... Mistress Champagne.”“Thank you for correcting our computer’s translation to your language,” she said with a smile. “My name is Champagne, but you will continue to call me just Mistress.”“Yes, Mistress,” I quickly replied. “This humble slut understands.”“Now,” Champagne said firmly, “I will explain what you are about to do... and why. You will. I went to go kiss her and she was a little reluctant. “What's the matter?” I asked. “I didn't think you wanted me to kiss you right after sucked your cock. Most guys don't like it. Hubby definitely don't.” said NeKole. “I'm not most guys and I am certainly not like your husband. Now give me a kiss tongue and all.” I responded. “Your a nasty boy. Don't feel bad baby, I'm a nasty girl. I love my man to be as naughty and freaky as I am. It makes it so much easier to open up” said NeKole. NeKole. Filled with lust I toyed with her clit, flicking it and rubbing it with my tongue until I felt her body tensing as another orgasm rose within her, triumphantly I pulled myself up her body and pressed my prick to her cunt. Her hands pushed at my chest as I pushed my cock into her, had I been sober I might have noticed her attempts to push me away, but I wasn't and I blithely began pumping away. Beneath me the woman was squirming and writhing, her voice echoing around the room, though I was deaf. But if I want his help I must do something for him in return. I was confused and dint know what to say or react. Finally he got up from his chair and came near me and put his hand on my shoulders and asked if I still can’t understand. I said no and then he came close to my face and lifted my face and planted a kiss on my cheek. I was too shocked to react he took advantage of this situation and kissed me on the lips. I immediately pushed him away and got angry and started screaming at him using.