“You’re still fucking me, but there’s something different.” I paused for effect. “You’re fucking my ass.”There was a moment of silence.�...�Are you sure?” she asked.I nodded.“Certain.”I could tell the fortune teller was nervous, but she still pulled out of me and pressed the tip of the strapon to my asshole. Determined to show her I was ready to receive her, I reached back and spread my ass cheeks as wide as they would go.That was all it took. My lover’s hands were returned to my waist and the. Which one does the slut want?" She didn't think, she needed to pee but she wasn't wanting to walk home, she didn't stop him as he began to drive, only half the speed he was before he asked the question. She began to squirm and writhe against her seatbelt, "Marrrrrcohhhhh! I'm going to piss my pants!" He only laughed cruelly, "Ah but my dear, you're in a dress." She resigned herself to her fate and thought of anything she could that didn't involve water in any visible form. Sadistic. Mel’s dark fingers were pressed firmly into Janey’s pale thighs, her short dreadlocked head moving slowly and rhythmically above her crotch. Janey’s hands were both clenched to her breasts as she slowly rolled her hips from side to side beneath the sixteen year old's mouth. I moved silently forward and although Mel never moved her mouth from Janey’s pussy or looked up or obviously sensed me in any way she raised her ass up into the air rising on her knees. I moved around behind her and looked. Rob was watching me, judging my reaction. I just smiled a friendly smile and watched. I was actually enjoying the show as they flirted with each other. By the time our fresh drinks arrived his hand was openly and unapologetically resting on her breast and he was gently kneading it.Lynne was smiling and acting like nothing unusual was happening. When her drink arrived she gulped half of it down. She and Rob were ignoring Jerry and me. They had their heads together talking excitedly. The music is.