When I saw she was not going to remove my hand I moved my hand higher until the knuckle of my thumb was pressed against the very wet opening of her pu...sy lips. I looked down and saw that the material had slipped aside and everyone around could see that my thumb was slipping into her pussy. I looked at her face and she had closed her eyes. I ignored the men surrounding us and began pushing my thumb in and out of her vagina. One man reached over and started rubbing her right breast as she. So how was work today she asked, it was OK, little slow but not too quite that it was boring. She started rubbing my thigh, I lent back a little further in the seat relaxing. Her hand moved up my thigh and rested on my crutch. So would you like to see how my tattoo is healing? I nearly choked on my beer, sure OK, why not. Like I wasn’t expecting it, but it still took me by surprise. She took my hand and walked me through her apartment to her bedroom. She stood on a rug near her walk-in wardrobe. I reach down to cup her breast; gently, I enjoy the weight of her soft flesh, lifting and squeezing. I can see that her chest and face have a pink glow, beads of sweat cover her brow.Suddenly, she clamps her thighs tightly, forcing Dennis’s head away from her. He knows what is happening and moves proudly from her, lowering her feet to the mat. He moves up to us, the other side of Lesley’s relaxed body and puts his tool in her hand. Lesley moves her face allowing my cock to slip out of her. You forget and cross your legs ... so I reach up and give both of your nipples a hard twist to remind you. Then I tell you I have a present for you. I reach into my purse and pull out a velvet collar. It has a rhinestone clasp and a silver tag on it. I show you that the tag says "slut" on one side and has a "K" on the other side and explain that you are to wear it anytime we are together. That way everyone knows who you belong to. I place it around your neck and buckle it so the tag is.