He slid his still hard dick out of my wet filled cunt and I removed my legs from his shoulders. Then I placed my spike heels on his chest and gently p...shed him away. In a flash I was off the chair and on the floor on my hands and knees. I held onto the chair, placed the seat cushion under my knees as to help prevent from getting any runs in my stockings and wiggled my wet fanny in his direction.I looked back over my shoulder, asking him what he was waiting for…With an evil grin on his face he. ‘I look forward to seeing who is a squirter and who is not,’ I remark. The guests become comfortable and the wine makes them brave, we talk normally, as if girls are not being masturbated on the table. Some of the guests place their wine glasses on the girls stomachs, other who are more adventurous pour wine onto their bellies and lick it off them. Some of the guests are visibly masturbating over the entertainment. ‘I’m thirsty, I would like some milk.’ I let out, ‘Bring me the milk woman!’. “You girls need to piss?” she asked.“Yes, Mistress,” the three sluts answered with muffled voices.“Good, you can hold that a little longer. I want to make you do the pee-pee dance!” she toyed with the girls.“We were told to drop them off at 11:30 am every day. They can’t even come in until noon?” Brock asked the dancer.“They tell the girls to get here by 11:30, so they will show up around 12:30, baby!” Trouble was sweetly condescending to Brock like he was an adorable but naive child.“They stay. I threw my head back and moaned as Janice's head bobbed back and forth on my dick. After a couple of minutes I said,"Time for me to fuck your arsehole" I said. "Okay, " she said. "How do we do this?" "The easiest way is if you get on your hands and knees." Janice complied with my wishes and got down on hands and knees. I took a moment to relish the sight of her bent over naked before climbing down behind her. This was something my partner Sarah would never allow.Gently, I placed my hands on her.