When we get to the car, I stop her, sliding my hands down her legs and then back up under her dress, gripping her panties and pulling them down and of... of her feet. Her musk and readiness is apparent, both by her scent and the dampness of her panties. When she sits down, I open the back door, pulling her arms behind her seat and handcuffing them back there. Then I go around front, and cuff her legs. At this point she can tell she is in trouble. I get in the driver’s seat and slap her inner. "I'll be downstairs Jen." She told me. "If you don't mind, I'll help myself to some more wine."She started to head for the door."Wait." I said.She stopped instantly, turning to look at me once again. I was still sitting on the bathtub, my legs spread wide, shaved smooth, and dripping with secretions. She raised her eyebrows questioningly at me."I... " I started, gulping. "I'd really like it if... if you would put the baby oil on me." Oh?" She said, walking a little closer. "And why is that?". What about Greg and Heather?" She looked at them slumped in their chairs."What do you think?" She laughed."I don't think any of us is getting the hundred." You are under my complete control. How does that make you feel?"She laughed again. "Horny." Take your clothes off." She laughed again."Your kidding." No, I'm serious."She pulled her shorts off reveling a thong underneath. She was wearing a letterman sweater which she unbuttoned and shrugged off. She was now in front of me in a skimpy bra and. Lol"Clive held his stiff cock out for me…What the hell I thought I slipped on the stockings and sat on the bed.“Well get on with it Ian, I want him inside of me, so fucking suck him now, nice and deep”I gingerly closed on Clive’s manhood, opened my mouth and with a quick pull to the back of my head from Clive, i’m sucking on his cock, working it in and out, licking his head.“Go on Clive make him gag on it” he pushed deep into my throat and held me there, till I started to retch then let me.