I didn’t actually have a plan, I was winging it. I quickly blurted, “Make you feel good and give you a thrill for the night.” To my astonishment...she replied, “Okay, you can keep going, just let me know what you’re going to do before you do it.” Wow! I didn’t see that coming. I thought I was going to get shut down right here. I continued rubbing her pussy under her shorts. Then I used my other hand to stroke her inner thighs. She moaned and smiled widely at the new sensation. I pressed my middle. I slipped both of my wandering hands inside her flimsy bra. Eagerly I twisted and tweaked her fucking big erect nipples causing her to shudder a bit. Marti had slipped a finger inside her panties, exploring the damp moist area as Helena attempted to shield her pussy with an open hand.Whimpering "no, I've never done" and again Helena stopped short of what she was saying. I playfully lifted her beautiful breasts out of the bra, and began unbuttoning her blouse slowly. Moments later, Helena. I looked over and Mitchell was pounding his cock against his wife’s panties as his wife sucked my dick. Seeing Mitchell there watching his wife being groped, and used by a complete stranger got me hot quickly! Even though I didn't want to cum just yet I couldn't hold back. I let out a few grunts as I was about to cum, as Stacey continued to suck me. I grabbed the back of her head by her long brown hair holding her head still as I jammed my cock as deep into her mouth as possible forcing her to. Well at least tell me as much as you feel able to without having to kill me if I don't decide to go along with you."Clegg grinned. "Excellent," he said, pulling up his trousers. "Have another brandy, it's the best cure I know for a hangover. If you're sitting comfortably, then I'll begin."Clegg started with a question. "How much do you know about slavery today?"It was a bizarre question as a continuation of a bizarre encounter but I responded as best I could. "Err, not much. I guess these days.