” I replied.She put her hand on mine as we exchanged knowing looks and she said “Let’s go, I might get a chance to try that stuff you have been ...howing me.”“That’s true, in fact I would say that it is probable.” I said chuckling at the end as we reached into our purses to freshen our make-up. We were wearing the exact same make-up because for the last few weeks Miss Lisa and Mistress had been dressing us exactly the same from eye shadow to heels. Tonight we were both wearing a black leather. Megan delivered Jean's glass and resumed her own seat. As she settled herself, she quipped, "I like the way you trimmed your bush, Mom." Jean blushed."And you had nothing to do with his condition, Young Lady?" Jean asked with a wry smile."She's got your good genes, Honey," Mike said."Looks fade," sighed Jean. "If anything, I can hope that I've aged well. As for your father, I suspect that he's lost in the thought of helping all those young maidens by deflowering them!" Mike's crimson blush gave. A big black man 6' 6" or more standing over him. Cindy yells LEAVE HIM ALONE PLEASE!!! The black man turns to her WHO THE HELL ARE YOU BITCH? I'm his wife leave before I call the cops! OH BITCH YOU'LL NEED MORE THEN COPS BEFORE I'M DONE. Frankie you never said you were married while you were fucking my ladies. Cindy screams WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT FUCKING YOUR LADIES? Oh well Frankie has ran up a $850.00 bill fucking my whores plus another $1000 on the tables and I'm here to get my money do. Once I was standing at the side of it he turned me around and bent me over it and pushed my legs apart and I felt a duche of hot water hit my arse followed by one of them rubbing it with the bar of soap followed by a finger rubbing all the warm soapy suds into my hole.The smaller guy then appeared in front of me, stuck his cock in my mouth and pulled my hands around onto his buttocks. Every time he pushed into me his buttocks clenched, they were like two cannon balls in my hands. I felt a hand.