The limousine was there at 12 sharp. The chauffeur opened the door for him and handed him an envelope. Roger was wearing a sport coat and slacks. His ...port coat was emblazed with the symbol of one of the most prestigious men's clubs in London. Actually, all of his sport coats were so decorated. Roger opened the letter and read it while the limousine sped to Miss Penelope's mansion.My dearest boy, I am having a luncheon I would like you to 'perform' at for a few guests. If you are a good and. While this is all going on your cock has just been standing there, head poking out of the water. As I slide the strap on into your ass you moan so loud I stop ‘Am I hurting you?’ I ask worried. ‘NO! Don’t stop! It’s amazing!’ you say breathlessly. I keep going, pushing deeper and deeper into your virgin ass. Now that I am in, you start grinding your hips, as if you are fucking me, but really it’s your ass that is taking the assault. You reach down to grab your still hard cock to start. Denise was not idle, craning her neck to one side, bending to kiss Elaine, while her hands went to Susan’s head, pulling her in. She felt the lips and tongue nibbling at her labia, teasing her open, while Susan’s hands went behind her, palming her buttocks, spreading, kneading. Then Susan stood and moved to the bed. Denise took charge this time. ‘Elaine, do you have any toys?’ she asked, lifting an eyebrow. Elaine grinned wickedly and went to the bedside cabinet. ‘What did you have in mind?’. I want you tofuck me.” She squirmed and twisted her buttocks tightly down intothe mattress as she repeated the lewd, lust-inciting phrase overand over, the obscene words on her sensual lips exciting him intoa crescendo of rising passion. Tommy began desperately stripping his few clothes from hisbody, dropping his already opened gym pants and shorts to thefloor and almost ripping off his t-shirt, finally standing overher writhing body with his cock pointing at the ceiling in.