In the end, it was me.I yanked my shorts down to the floor quickly, exposing my cock, which had softened, to Emma who looked at it for only a second b...fore undressing herself.I took the opportunity to enjoy her half-naked body as she removed the dress from the hanger. I’d seen everything she had already, but it was still nice to look anyway.She pulled the dress on over her head and tugged it down. She smoothed it out and put her hands out on both sides, modeling it for me.“It looks nice,” I. That's when Devi had allowed the anger to take control.She'd gone to the garage behind the house, had taken a can from the shelves inside. Then she went to work on Sam's brand new silver Camaro. After spray-painting the words "slut" and "whore" on the sides, hood and windshield of the car, she had used a hammer from Phil's coveted tool box to shatter the headlights.Following that, she'd gotten into her own car and driven aimlessly for a few hours, seething with the hot temper that still boiled. ” He was already unzipped and waiting for me. I backed up to him slowly, offering my already wet pussy. He grabbed my hips under the table, and slid his cock into me, but I was the hostess, so I moved slowly back and forth under the table, servicing him. The game went on and on, and occasionally I had to crawl out from under the table to refill drinks and snacks. Mostly, though, I was well used under the table, and my need for release became nearly unbearable. Finally, Master won a hand,. I need one cold coffee right now.”And he drove over Panos house. When we arrived I saw one beautiful detached house. We parked in front of the house and we step up the door hitting the doorbell. Panos opened the door with a speedo swimwear and must had an oil on the body cause it was shining and it was beautiful. He told us to come in and drove as to the back yard. It was like paradise. Big yard, with trees and flowers, cut grass and some deck chairs. On the table were our coffees. We sit and.