Given the shortness of my shirt and the skimpiness of my panties, it wouldn't be good to have it visibly falling out of me during the rest of the part....Paul said he had to get back to his guests and started to get dressed. The first guy and Simon were still there with my husband. They were both hard. So was my husband, but I knew he’d want to wait."If you want to go again we can do it back at our house. I need a bit of a break. Meet outside at midnight if you'd like. As long as my husband is ok. "Sit. Sip. and flirt. You're used to it, aren't you?" She lowered her eyes, anger and shame raging. "Letting men buy you drinks? You know. Of course, you were the sweet, hot, grad student from USC, weren't you? Not a slutty little black hooker with a big bubble ass." Her shoulders slouched as the words penetrated her. That was what they were going to see. Or even worse. A wannabee. An Asian babe who wanted to go back. A 'bruised banana'. I slid my hand up between her legs, making sure plenty of. He also complimented me on my cock sucking."She paused and smiled at this point as she added, "And, yes girls, I did swallow." After that the fucking was so good that I forgot all about the roleplay. That is until I got on top."The other women groaned at the thought of impaling themselves on young Peter Pannet's erection.Patsy smiled at their envious murmurs. "Of course, we'd both cum once already with him really fucking me deep."The women all groaned again."As I was straddling him I remembered. I was equally sad to be leaving.Within a week of Danny's father's death, the judge assigned to handle the will and probate had sent for his worthless brother. Now the judge sat looking at him and hoped that he could get his life together long enough to pull off the grand theft of a lifetime. His brother was married and had a young teen-aged daughter. On the surface, it was a respectable looking family, but the judge had heard the rumors of debauchery and those rumors had to quit for this to.