He came back to Ann.“Do bend over the chair.”Ann’s bottom was hot but the sight of Peter holding the slipper made her bend over. Her dress went ...p and her pants came down. Peter eased her legs apart and admired the view. He gave her six firm smacks with the slipper making her grunt at each.Ann stood and pulled her pants up.“Gosh, Peter, I have never had the slipper before! Maybe Clare neds that next time?”They hugged and kissed. Peter was lovely.Ann blushed.“I expect you cane well too, Peter,. He had never felt anything like it, pure ecstasy moved over his body like an invisible garment.The woman choked a little and looked up at him devilishly as she took his cock from her mouth. Steven took her hand to help her stand up and escorted her to the large mirror in the bathroom in front of the sink. He looked at her through the mirror and she looked back nervously as he placed his hand down the front of her jean shorts. What he felt was unexpected; the woman had a small semi-erect cock. Lay still, mon cher... you hear? Lay still..." Then, slowly she raised her eyes to the two weirdly garbed intruders, sensing the contorted expression of hate that twisted her own slender face. "You bastards!" she spat. "You filthy bastards... !" Sorry, Ma'm'selle," the taller one said emptily. "He came at me... nothing else I could do."Annette fought to control herself, her brain racing wildly. She'd recognized them; they were her father's enforcers, two of the three men, she was certain, who. As she stood up her cum dribbled down her leg, she grabbed a tissue with lighting speed wiped her sloppy pussy and her leg. Terri quickly opened her lingerie drawer, grabbed a pair of panties and put them on, not worrying about her exposed tits. I could see the wet spot growing in the crotch of her panties as she attempted to make excuses. She almost started crying she was so embarrassed.I told her just how beautiful that being able to watch her play with her pussy and make herself cum was to.