But the members in attendance were old moneyed or new moneyed but either way they were moneyed.Carrie was used to dealing with these types of people. ...ome of her clients were multi-national corporations so she was at ease. I, on the other hand, hated the stuffy old bastards and their silicon trophy wives with a passion. So I hid behind the mask of my job — I was representing the newspaper, a charter member of the Chamber — and I was not there as a participant.We danced and ate and socialized.. Lights cutting out she saw two figures move into the back of the car, probably going to fuck she laughed, perfect. Getting out of the car she moved toward the car, keeping to the shadows. Drawing near she saw the car rocking ever so slightly. Drawing her flashlight and gun she walked up to the window she firmly wrapped on the window. "Open up" she said in a stern voiceThe door cracked open, her flashlight beaming in she saw a rather small built boy and one of the local library helper girls in. .. and secondly, you gave me no alternative punishment. You do agree you have to be punished, don’t you?”Donna was lost for words for a moment. She looked up at Ninon and wondered what alternative punishment she might propose.“You’re silent too long. Get up!” Ninon said after watching Donna try to think for a few seconds.“No please...” Donna refused again.SLAP, SLAP.Hard slaps from Ninon’s right hand made Donna’s face snap from right to left. It happened so fast that she was still caught up in. The shower in our en-suite running... I get halfway through thinking "...who the fuck is in our bathroom?" when the events of the past few hours flood my memory like a vivid dream. Nothing more is said as I am undressed by you both, giggling with each other, fuelled by Champagne and lust, kneeling in front of me, trying to decide between you who will taste me first...A compromise is made as the tip of my straining cock disappears between your kiss. The sensation of having two mouths, two.