?Wake up you capitalist whore? scolded a voice she had heard before and she looked up into the sneering face of Monifa Mbowe.?Well if it isn’t Daddy...��s Little Defect? she said dismissively.The woman roared ?SLUT? and back handed Suzzanne viciously across the face made doubly painful by the effect of her make do tooth extraction.?You will not be so smug when I get to work on you, I shall relish tormenting your white trash body??Go to hell Bitch? Suzzanne gibed back?Enough of your back chat Whore?. I couldn't argue because I didn't want to fight the crowds anyways.So she took care of the invite list and kept it to about eight people, four couples. Fast forward to New Years and here we are getting ready after the last check of appetizers warming and making sure we had enough beer and booze to host. Wife is in the shower and I'm getting dressed in the bedroom. I hear her call for me to let me know it's a dress-casual theme. Unaware there was a theme, I went back to the bedroom to remove my. You know, we girls notice that kind of stuff. We also notice when you guys get a hard-on, just like youre getting right now. So dont tell me that you dont want to have sex with me right now, because your dick is making a big, fat liar out of you. So its that obvious, hungh? Bill asked. Well, your hands are still on my little boobies, arent they? Trish said, as she quickly glanced down at Bills breast-fondling hands, and then shifted her eyes back up to his face again. So yes, it is that. I felt a bit strange stripping down, but that was obviously what she wanted me to do. I draped my shirt over my pants on the chair and slipped out of my boxers. My socks got balled up and tossed under the chair with my shoes. I folded the sheets down about halfway and crawled onto the bed naked. Then I thought better of the idea and stuck my legs under the sheet, decently covering my erection.Denise's hand reached through the door and flipped off the lights. In just the glow from the streetlamp.