She reached where my head was and started to slide in.I was in heaven. Michelle Stevens was getting into a warm sleeping bag with me on a cold night i... the back of my ’98 4Runner. Maybe tomorrow I’d win the lottery.She inched her way in, sliding along my body, until her breasts were in my face. She had obviously planned this, because she pretended to readjust her legs next to mine, which resulted in her upper body squirming to make the change. Her bra came dangerously close to exposing her. By the look on his face, it obviously hurt. “We are to be naked and make ourselves available for use by any of your guests.” “And when my 300 pound friend had you to lick her ass and pussy, what did you do?” “I got sick Mistress. I threw up.” Marta was now alternating shots of the crop between his chest and his crotch. “And embarrassed the hell out of me!” “I’m sorry Mistress…” Marta pulled his vest off his shoulders and down his arms. “Shut the fuck up!” A cat o’nine tails appeared in her hand. A full mouth with classically kissable lips, an easy smile with straight, perfectly white teeth, and a smoky, sultry voice completed this near-perfect package. Then there was that body. That can’t all be real, he had thought. Breasts like half melons, at least a C cup, standing straight and proud as they seemed to defy gravity. A perfect waist curving into narrow hips and a heart-shaped ass that he often thought would fit perfectly into his hands, all held up by long, tanned, shapely legs toned. On the sofa Dan was stretchedout, in just a pair of briefs; he immediately looked Nancy up and downand a small smirk twitched across his mouth as if he knew what he wasgoing to get that evening. Nancy sat down, all the while self-consciousof her appearance and the lustful looks that Dan kept on sending herway. Nancy tried, but failed to look apprehensively at the ever growingerection that she could see at Dan's groin. Jane knew the time was rightand she walked over, asking Dan to stand, and.