My attention now switched to the other sofa as Jenny was now getting a finger fuck from jerry, his thick fingers were working well into her pussy and ...he looked like she had taken four of them, her pussy was making the most obscene sounds and she was asking to be fisted as her pussy needed it this lasted several minutes then Jerry pushed her onto her back, raised her legs and slipped his cock home, she was loving it her nails were raking across his ass cheeks and her ass was rising and falling. Not that she was doing anything wrong, it's just that she likes to drink and have a good time, but she can't handle alcohol. At any party other than this one I'd have kept a close eye on her because of predatory males. Over the past ten years there had been two occasions that I knew about (but wasn't supposed to) where Wendy had been separated from the herd, but this party was all very good friends and family and so I was able to relax my guard.About two thirds of the way through the party. On Friday nights they sold fish 'n' chips to the hard working guys who came in. Other than that you could grab a sandwich and a bag of potato chips if you were really hungry. The place was made mainly for drinking.The music changed and Rita came sauntering out onto the stage wiggling her ample hips. She was wearing a see thru blouse and you could see her tits thru it. She shimmied to the music and slowly pulled her blouse off and tossed it to the ground. Then she spotted Rex sitting at a table. There was a pause. “None, sir.” “Then we shall start over.” SWAK! “Ow! One, sir. Thank you, sir.” “That’s better.” SWAK! “Shit! Two, sir. Thank you, sir.” And on it went, each blow causing that same ripple effect that got me going with Erica, each blow depositing the deep pink stripe that I had imagined it would. At ten I paused, as much to admire my handiwork as to take a rest. Plus, my erection, at full-time status, was uncomfortably trapped in my briefs and I needed to arrange a few things.