They were bent over the kitchen table.Well actually Mike was the one bent over the table. Beth was bent over Mike fucking him hard, really hard. She w...s wearing huge strap-on dildo that looked more like the business end of a baseball. A loud slap-slap-slap thundered in the room as hip met butt and the dildo disappeared into Mike's ass again and again and again.The strangest thought entered my mind, I wondered how long it would take Mike's asshole to return to normal after Beth was done fucking. My mind picks up on littlethings, like the drool from my mouth on the counter, and the fact I'vespread my legs obscenely and am rocking my hips with the pulses...."My my.. someone's got their happy face on again..."I jerk upright, embarrassed, although that was almost certainly her planand turn to face Mistress Thorne, pressing my arse hard against thecupboards. My cock is tenting the silk nightie and twitching... I try andspeak, but the feelings overwhelm me and my eyes glaze and I. Hesitantly, Lizzie reached out andtook it with a slight bob and curtsey."Thank you sir," she said."Why don't you come in from the rain?" The voice emanated from insidethe carriage as the door sprung open and a set of metal steps clickedinto place.Lizzie didn't even think. The promise of shelter and money would be asuccess on any night, never mind a night such as this. She hiked up herskirts and climbed into the dark carriage, closing the door behind her.There was a flash of steel in the. ?John could not wait and as he started to take of his clothes, Marcystopped them and said, ?Please wear them to bed tonight I want to thinkof you in them, it excites me.?John smiled and nodded his head; it had been a long time since he didanything that excited his wife!When they were settled Marcy started, ?Marcus and I had a nice dinnerand then we went straight to his house. He took my clothes of slowlykissing my body as he did. When he took off my bra, he sucked on mynipples making them hard.