.....While I waited for him I cleaned up, shaved my face really close and smooth, put on a sexy lacy thong and matching bra, thigh high stockings and ...arter belt, short, tight black mini skirt and low cut red top, put in my 38D breast forms, brushed my long blonde wig and put it on, spritzed some perfume on my chest, neck and under my panties, followed by some jewelry, necklace, bracelets and earrings. Painted my nails to match my lipstick. I slipped on my 4 inch open toe heels and looked at. Mike was grunting into his gag as she worked him to diamond hardness.Liz was led over to the other man and when she found his tool became her version of what the other lady was doing. Both men quickly responded, their cocks standing tall. Liz there her leg over and eased his cock inside. Wiggling her hips as she slid down his shaft and against his pelvis. Her work with the strap-on had her pussy aching for release. Her tits were dancing in counterpoint to her hips. The second woman was. She came up on her toes and she tensed her body as she breathed short, shallow breaths and began screaming as the orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy felt like a fist gripping my fingers, her body eventually began to relax, and I slowly stroked my fingers back and forth through the wet heat. I kissed my way down her neck, and back up the other side. ‘Was it good for you?’ I asked. She opened her eyes partly, a grin creeping across her face. Her arms came up around my neck as she. Curtis lived by the sword, and he died by the sword. Like me, he had beat a family after stealing from them. For the pleasure he got from hurting others. He just had the bad luck to run out of the house as the police were arriving, called by a neighbor. He then pulled a gun on the cops, who shot him. Do not blame the sword that killed him, but the sword he chose to use against others.”With scattered applause and “Amen” shouts, the crowd started to break up. And it was a somber, introspective.