I would have felt threatened by that, but a bunch of guys she can’t even name... I could cope with that.”“What this is about,” Candice said, p...inting to her naked body and then ringing the nipple bells with her fingers, “what this is about, is that I never asked him if it hurt. Andy did tell me I was beautiful and sexy and everything anyone could think of, but I didn’t believe him. I let him let me be a total slut. I knew it was wrong, I knew it was risky, but I did it anyway.”“Wow. How many. "Rule three..." He gulped slightly, "We have to let him watch some times... if your okay with that." I could feel his cock starting to get a bit hard through his pants, I could feel my own vagina getting wet. I shivered softly as he said it. I looked back at him, "Are you okay with all this?" I ask softly. He nodded slightly and kissed me again, softly, sensually. "I want to keep doing all these things with you... and the only way to do that is to follow the rules." I gently licked his lips,. Or was it? “Oh my God” she muttered out loud. She was appalled at herself for wanting to be fucked, even if it did feel divine. Beth knew her words deceived her own mind but they came out in reflex. She breathed deeply and with passion. The adrenalin rush had taken over her body despite her mind telling her to fight back, to reject Juan from her pussy. That was Allan’s domain. Then she thought “Too fucking late!” Allan could have walked in right now but it was too late, the game had gone too. He’d heard that performing in front of an audience increased the stress, and it was true. Banging strange women had never been a problem for him, but for some reason, busting his nut in front of virtual strangers gave him little stabs of panic. “What if I can’t cum to standards?” He’d asked Kleio when they did their first show the previous night. “What if I cum disagreeably or in bad taste?”Kleio had responded by taking her top off to show him how easy it was to make the audience happy. They.