Her jet-black hair was worn shoulder length in her best ‘Farrah Fawcett’, she wore silver jewellery accessorised with a silver clutch to match her...shoes. Her eyes were smoky, her cheeks defined by rouge and her lipstick bright red.When Jason Jones stepped forward and offered her his arm he was engulfed in a miasma of perfume.Before long everyone was partying, drinking, eating, dancing and rubbing up against each other. Partners were swapped but for dancing only; the girls had now paired off and. I said, “You could have at least told me that you had something planned tonight, then I would have taken care”.Aisha seemed to have ignored what I had said and she sprang on my body and quickly took off my boxers. She started licking my hairy chest and kissed me hard. And while this happened, her boyfriend came from the back and started fingering his girlfriend Aisha’s pussy and ass. She now had started to lick my smelly balls and hairy ass and Aryan began licking and eating her clean shaved. This time Evan chimed in."That's your first and only warning, Claire. If you ever hesitate at one of our commands, I'm going to show everyone how much of a worthless slut you are," Evan threatened. He pulled up a video on his phone of him fucking her during one of their previous "sessions". Claire was bent over, Evan recorded his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and then moved up to her face, smeared with cum and make-up. Evan showed the video to the two girls, and Julianne watched. As Grace comforted the drugged girl, she heard a sharp metallic click beside her. Looking up, she found herself staring along the barrel of a nine millimetre pistol with a very angry looking Mason standing directly behind it."What do you think you're playing at?" he hissed"I should ask you the same question," Grace replied in disgust.Tammy reacted to the confrontational tones, hiding behind Grace's body and whimpering with fear."Get away from her!" Mason intoned."No." I said get the fuck away.