I looked up and saw Molly with two other women and a man I didn’t know, but recognized from our school. I was pissed but knew that there was nothing...I could do. She was an adult, she didn’t belong to me and I had warned her. She looked at me and smiled. I just shook my head and walked away. As I mentioned this party was being held at a private lodge out in the country. It was a huge lodge with a lot of rooms. The only thing it was lacking was a sufficient number of restroom for this size crowd.. Ali was an expert; she drove me wild as she buckedher head up and down my pole. As I began to scream I felt someone push my panties into my mouth,quietening me so as not to become a nuisance to the club. I came inbuckets but Ali somehow managed to drink it all in, then she stood upand kissed me letting a mouthful of my own cum run down my throat. Iagain exposed that the third instruction of my mission was complete. Tobe blown by at least one other partner, preferably a man. Stef managedvery. The three stood with arms out so the cookery class could baste their entire bodies then lay on the platform- stainless steel for easy cleaning- while their legs were pulled up to their chests and bound across the rib cage and under the knee. They had asked for their arms to be free so they could hold hands as they had their final moments.(This was considered wonderfully romantic and approval was given without delay.)It was time. Three cookery students carefully inserted a spit in each pussy. Anthony’s head swings slowly back from its thrown back position and he look into her deep blue mischievous eyes, panting “you have no idea how sweet this torture is.”Stone faced Jody ignores every word pouring from his lips; she stands then slowly and seductively slips out of her outfit. Anthony watches on, trying to remain calm, drinking in every curve and every inch of her. Making a point to swing her hips as she approaches the panting strapped wretch in front of her, eyes still fixed on.