Jim Edwards had stroked himself to the brink of another orgasm at the sight, then with Jack’s permission, walked up to toss off on the squirming, co...pled women. Keryl still felt the sticky slickness of his cum on the side of her breast, and smelled another dollop of it in her hair near her ear. She didn’t understand why, but somehow their host losing his inhibitions and tossing off over their locked bodies while complimenting them with the dirtiest of words had made her feel closer to him. Her. Sara tried to tighten herself up but he was having none of that. He reached under her body and squeezed her breast making her gasp. As soon as her body relaxed a little he drove himself halfway in."Just relax Sara. I don't want this to hurt you but I have to fuck your tight, beautiful ass. I need to go all the way in to my balls. Be a good girl about it and you'll be rewarded when I pay you," he said. As he said this he continued to slide deeper, aided by the lubricant, until with a grunt he. ”“Oh, Dave thinks that, too,” I said. “He just doesn’t want to ruin your nails.”Brindy, smirking, showed me ONE nail. Carlita giggled. Dave just shook his head.“Control her, Dave,” I said.“Yeah, THAT’S gonna work.”“If you’re gonna be mean to me, Brindy, I’m going back into my office.”“It’s probably safer there,” Dave laughed.I returned to my office. The thought crosses my mind – me and Haley and Deena doing the same thing that Dave’s going to do with Carlita and Brindy. Yeah, we could. It’d be. Although Sylvie did not otherwise betray just how nervous she was, she did consume three frozen daiquiris, one right after the other, while Erick was still working on his second Jack Daniels and water.Erick was waiting for her to show some sign of inebriation, having decided to go along with her for a while at least. He too could pretend that they were the best of relatives... Tim Cassidy's wife and Tim Cassidy's brother having a friendly drink at the most elite club within a 500 mile radius..