He stood just behind and to my right as I ate the meal, I sent him offfor wine, port and then I retired to the lounge again and had him serveme brandy... I knew he hadn?t eaten and rather than feel sympathetictowards him, I revelled in my power. I had just finished my brandywhen I told him that I was going to bed and he should go up and turn myduvet back. As I followed him up the stairs I could see that he washaving trouble walking, still in those heels, God, I couldn?t have doneit.I had him. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a tight bun exposing her pretty face. My God, how sexy she looked.After dinner, Mrs Callaghan excused herself and went upstairs saying she was tired. I helped Jenny wash and dry the dishes. We then grabbed a bottle of cheap white wine and went to sit on the porch swing.‘Want to play a game’ she asked a few glasses of wine later.‘What’s it about?’ I asked her.‘We’ll take turn asking each other questions and we have to answer as truthfully as we can’‘Ok,. & the pussy so pink like some folded rose petals.I couldn’t resist anymore and decided to give it a go. I started by cupping her boobies which I could hardly hold single-handedly so I decided to go one by one. I started biting her left boob first pressing it as hard as I could but making sure she stays in her deep sleep. While doing all this I was undressing too, my dick was all draped in precum & was so erect that it was touching my bellies.I could feel that she was whispering in her deep. She looked for her coat to throw over her legs, but it was now being held by the black man sitting next to her. She must have dropped it when the bus jerked. But with a look into his eyes, she knew he’d not give it back, not just yet anyway.As the bus settled down again, she noticed the black man beneath her had not let go of her hips yet. Maybe to prevent her from being thrown around again?, Molly wondered. But the odd feeling of a strangers hands on her hips made her feel very vulnerable..