The hospice was chosen as we had recently lost a dear member to cancer who had been looked after at the hospice.It was decided that each couple would ...aise money over the coming weeks, then the money would be collected and presented to the hospice. Jaq and myself were bouncing ideas off one another but nothing very original. The usual things were being done, such as tombola stalls and raffles, though they were raising a little bit of money but nothing significant.We attend the club on a fairly. I watched as Steve had trouble keeping his eyes on the road as he was glued to the rear view mirror. Jan noticed the show in the back seat too and scooted over to Steve and began to caress his tool as well. Once at the apartment Harry told me to keep my dress down as no one would see anything at this hour. So, with Harry’s arm over my shoulder playing with my right nipple we walked into the apartment. Once inside there were three other couples already there and when they saw me standing in. I dare not brook a protest. However, I am allowed a whimper or a tear of regret and in return I live a satisfying life in panties as my former instructor now dresses me and treats me as his missy mate.The Beginning:Missy brushed her brown hair that framed her face beautifully out of her eyes. An unladylike habit the pretty coed displayed occurred now as she was standing in the school hallway in her tight stone white bottom pants with a visible panty line. Juliaa was aware of the attention I was. "Now please fuck me." She had almost never said please for anything in her life and here she was begging for her fuckboy's cock."Just one more thing. I already know the answer but I still want to hear it," Damian said before adding, "Am I a better fuck than your husband?"For some reason, Fiona hadn't been expecting that but the words sent jolts of electricity to her cunt."So much fucking better. Now fuck me... please," her voice sounding increasingly more desperate and slutty.She felt Damian's.