So she was safe.She wasn't now. I wondered if she knew that? She was motioning for me to join her. I excused myself from the dolt I was talking with a...d moved over to the beer keg. I bought it myself and announced the party without anyone's approval. If anyone was pissed they sure didn't look it. The owner was chatting with a bunch of guys from almost all of our contacts. He was using my beer to his best advantage.I was going to use it too! There were several at work that I would like to fuck.. The woman shook her head as she dressed quickly, throwing on a plain white t-shirt and pulling the cotton taut over her firm breasts. It didn't hide her dark nipples much, but some twelve hours in a car left Tina without a whole lot of concern for anything but comfort. A pair of clean panties and some straight leg jeans. She wished she had some decent boots, and she did in the trunk of her big Crown Victoria, but her heels were handy, so that's what she wore.Tina slipped her Ranger ID into her. Guys were trying to pick them up buying them drinks and hitting on them. That was another fun game to watch.At one point I walked over to the bar and was standing there waiting to order a drink. It was really busy and the wait staff were swamped. I felt a hand slide up my back and looked to my right and Bruce was standing there. He smiled at me and said “Crazy here tonight.” I nodded and said “But it's a great place. Thanks so much for choosing it.” He leaned in and whispered “I like seeing the. He was stuck in a passive role, but he was a bit more active than one might expect. Then again, Tamara did the same for Wendy as she got her backfield plowed by my sister. Luckily for her, my cum served as a rather nice coating of lube for her already gaping asshole as my sister sodomized her with glee.Of course, Tamara wasn’t gagged and her cries of ecstasy left no question that she enjoyed every last second of getting her bottom used by Wendy. Her resistance to slavery seemed to crumble a lot.