I saw my loving husband was sitting down close to an old lady; chatting with her as he had a glass of red wine in his hand and a vague look in his eye.... I then knew that Victor had taken too much red wine by now…I was pretty sure having met that old lady before; but I could not remember when or where…I moved amongst the people, trying to reach my husband, but suddenly a hand grabbed my shoulder from behind. I turned and found it was my attacker upstairs. He whispered in my ear:“Nice to see you. The guy started pounded his massive dick into the girl’s vagina, faster and faster. He pulls out completely and plunges all nine-inches of it into the girl’s cunt, making the girls scrape her nails onto his arms where she clung for support.Three fingers in now, the other hand rubbing my clit forcefully as my legs muscles started to cramp from the flexions. My right foot accidentally bumped my cellphone on the chair where it was and it fell off, breaking itself free from its crystal. I happened to glance over at Arnold and saw that his eyes were looking down my dress and were wide open. I looked down my front and saw that, actually, quite a lot of my breasts were exposed. I had an old bra on that wasn't quite big enough for the amount my breasts had grown since I had gotten it. It covered my nipples and a bit more, but not a lot more. The rest of my breasts were spilling out and it looked as if my nipples might pop out at any time. I glanced back over at Arnold. Just then. The car pulled to a hault next to her and the windows slowly rolled down. a young latino man, who looked cuban, around 6' 4", heavily musled, head shaved with a car full of other guys who held a resemblence to him, stuck his head out of the old Escalade they were driving. "hey, hey, look at dis motha fuckin bitch, guys. she wants a little bit of us!" he yeld back at his friends. "hey, how much for a good time and a few drinks with me and my boys here?" he asked. "there was a twinkle in jasmines.