We were sitting at our usual table when Robby and Brian walked in and sat at the bar. I waited for the boys to order a beer and settle in before I poi...ted to the bar and said, “Hey Joan, They look like a couple of good prospects. Want to give it another go?”“They are very cute, but I’ll be damned if you think I’m going to be humiliated again.”I had picked on Joan because I knew she would say something to that effect. “Okay, what if I convince them to come over here and join us? Maybe a couple. We were too much of a kind for that; no it was mutual admiration. We were to become soul mates.Loraine had barley known her parents who were in the diplomatic service.Her childhood was spent at obscure boarding schools.At thirteen she was informed they had died while on active service.Then she was ‘taken on’ by Aunt Gelda who set about completing her “education” at home; often in the bedroom.She’d moved into her own apartment before she was eighteen and knew her way round the private sex. ”Leading me up on the dais, she circled around me, I had to turn as she circled. Once she stopped, she placed the leash wrist loop in her teeth and slapped my stretched cock quickly and hard a few times with each hand. My cock throbbed as each side reddened. Reaching above her head she pulled down a carabiner attached to bungee cord suspended from the ceiling. Clipping the leash to the carabiner, she released the leash letting the bungee cord pull and hold me at the center of the dais, my legs. Heather, the girl they had rescued from the accident was sitting cross-legged behind Wendy braiding her hair like she was playing with her dolls. Wendy didn't mind at all because she had received scant attention from her mother ever since the unfortunate loss of her "late in life" child in a miscarriage almost two years ago.The still attractive mature woman was raising dust with the broom from the RV and Mike had to stop her to tell her to be sure to sprinkle water on the floor before using the.