...... as i took the keys I leaned foward and popped out my bottom and asked in my most girlish voice (as mistress had instructed) pwease master marcu... would you like to slap me becouse it brings luck ...Marcus spitted on his hand and told me lean a little more foward and i want your finger tips touching exactly under the knees yest master i obliged, Mistress enjoying how marcus was interplaying piped in, it brings much more luck if the poof is slapped 10 times and counts them, everybody. “Don’t try to act like you don’t enjoy fucking Lexi every chance you get. I know better. Just like you enjoyed fucking Amy and Donna tonight.”“Guilty!” Bob shouted as he held up his hands in surrender.“Damn right you’re guilty,” Beth said. “And I’d bet a lot of money after we go to the adult theater, you guys will be anxious to go again.”Charlie laughed. “How bad could it be if we get to have sex with these two beautiful women who just happen to love sucking cock. It just doesn’t get better. I wriggled around a little as if to get comfortable, but he knew what I meant. His wife was talking along with the others and we were in effect isolated in an oasis of silence. His cock throbbed under me ominously, a time bomb set to go off at any time. And while his hands rested on innocuous parts of my body, the fact was that they were touching me and exciting me! He reached for his drink, took a sip, put it down, and then his hand disappeared. A moment later I felt something caress my ass!I. “Gotta get back on the horse.” they said. “Where’s your sense of adventure?” they said. “It might be just the ticket to bring back the old you.” they said. “He’ll ever recognize you now!” And there was the clincher. The fact that she’d been to an outrageously expensive hairdresser who’d done absolute miracles to restore her Adam- approved bleached ringlets to their natural dark auburn. According to her girlfriends she was barely recognizable as the blonde who had dated Adam. The thought should.