You gasp and whisper dirty things to me. You call me a slut, a whore. As though I didn’t suspect that already! I lift my head away and look up, smil...ng. Yes I am a slut, a whore, but as long as your clitty is between my lips, I am in control. Mmmm, you haven’t called me dirty yet! I am touching myself now. I lean back and let you watch me. My little gurly clitty, shiny wet on top, pokes out from the side of my panties. I wipe a drop of pre-cum off my tip. Leaning forward, I place it on your. A few men came by and put money in the jar on top of the piano. Every 10 songs I was allowed to take a short break. I would get a drink of water and sometimes go out to the privy. About halfway through my shift May Lee brought me a glass of French Champaign and told me it was from Mr. Chan. I looked around and saw at the table right behind me sat a fat Chinese man. He smiled and nodded to me. I smiled back at him and took a sip from my glass. At my next break I went to his table to. The dinner was the first time Alice and Owen had seen each other or talked since returning in his plane, except for a brief call setting up the dinner.Pam had described her week with Roy as pleasant, but not fraught with emotional attachment or any desire for something other than what she had with Alice and Dave. Pam had been surprised at how close Alice had come to upsetting things in their marriage with her strong feelings for Owen. Dave had noted that his two ‘wives’ had several long and. They were both a little heavier and their waists were thicker. Mom still had slim legs, her tits were full and still proudly carried and her dark blonde pussy hair was thick and curly. Dad was more muscular. His chest was covered with dark hair and his still impressive cock and balls were framed by thick, dark, curly hair, I threw my towel over my shoulder as I walked up to them. I think we were all a little embarrassed at first, but after we settled into the hot tub we began to relax. I sat.