What was I saying? What if Debra Simmons didn't share the attraction I felt toward her? I pulled Margaret close and felt her thighs rub against mine a...d her lips graze my neck. We stood there swaying together after the music stopped and the overhead lights came on. I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was the same glaring woman. She told us to separate and move on."You have to escort me back now," Margaret reminded me. Paula was waiting for us. She said she would meet me in the parking lot and I. His wife was a 'gusher' and he knew he was about to be rewarded with some sweet nectar from her womanhood. He clasped the sweet cheeks of ass to keep his mouth tightly sealed to her pussy as she entered the throes of her orgasm, holding tightly to her ass which was grinding, humping and literally fucking his mouth. "Ooooo, baaaaby," she cried as her juices squirted into his waitng mouth. She continued pressing and rubbing against him as her movements slowed and her heavy breathing began. Kurtz." Call me Preston, may I get you something to drink before we go?" No thank you, Preston, I'm fine."Preston surveyed the beauty standing in front of him, Melissa finallysent a girl that wasn't taller than him and this one had curves. All theother girls had been ex-models and would stand as tall as him without theimpossibly high heels they wore and they didn't have much in the figuredepartment. Their faces were pretty but their figures lacked whatBrenda's offered, nice sized breasts, a. “Please, you don’t need to...” Again, her pleas for mercy were interrupted by the sound of leather striking flesh and she jerked in her bonds as a harsh, fresh pain added to her suffering; all four chains that tethered her snapping taught as her body fought against the restraints. “Stop,” she screamed, her voice betraying the anger she felt at her situation. “Just stop, stop!” she continued, her wrists wrapped around the chains connected to their restraints as she tried to pull herself off the.