Shelly must have realised what was happening and began squirming to get out of the grasp. Cynthia let go and eased Shelly around so her back was nestled into Cynthia’s front and where she held her in a bear-hug, spooning embrace. Cynthia then started thrusting her pelvis, causing my girlfriend to push back in synchronisation, and they swayed like a hypnotic wave. This continued for a couple of minutes until Cynthia suddenly bent her knees and stooped down and grabbed the hem at the front of Shelly’s dress. Then she stood upright, and with the hem still in her grasp, she lifted her arms up and over in a high arc. In one fell swoop she’d pulled this front hem all the way over Shelly and down behind the back of her head. Shelly was now encased inside her own frilly dress, and her whole naked front from the bottom of her bra to the top of her shoes was exposed for all to see. With the frilly dress still in this position, and Shelly’s body fully on display, Cynthia’s arms again grabbed around the front like a bear hug. With the fingers of each hand locked together like a buckle, Cynthia leaned back slightly, effectively lifting Shelly’s feet off the ground. Then she started to spin. Both bodies started to Brunette twirl around, faster and faster, like a whirligig, and Shelly started to scream. But this spinning caused Shelly’s legs to lift and splay, so every once around in my direction I could see what I’d seen many times before. And now, everyone else in the pornstars room was also getting to see the same glory, and some were visibly drooling at the sight. Shelly’s smooth-shaven sex had peeled lewdly open and clearly glistened with wetness in the phosphorescent bright lighting. Around and around they span, maybe 40 times, before the spectacle came to an end. When it did, Cynthia let go of her charge and staggered slightly backwards, clearly still dizzy and unsteady on her Lesbian feet. But Shelly, still blinded by her upturned dress, staggered around in a circle a couple of more times, then fell on her back in a heap on the floor, still with all on display. Several women rushed in to help her to her feet, but several of the men started applauding. I remained in my seat, flushed red with humiliation. I couldn’t possibly run in to assist. Not with my bursting erection tenting large in the front of my trousers. A couple of the women who had gone to Shelly’s rescue had smoothed down her dress, took one of her arms each, and escorted her out through one of the side doors. Margot came over. “They’ve taken her upstairs to settle her down. She’ll be OK. We’ll bring her back down in a while.” “OK”, was about all I could manage. What else could I say? …… “Quite a show, eh, son?” said the same company director from before when he came to stand at my side. “I warned ya, and don’t say I didn’t. She’s a tyrant, no mistake.” “What do you suggest I do, sir?” I asked, desperate for some fatherly advice. “I’ll let you into a secret, son. I’m probably the only person in this room with some clout over Cynth. A few years ago we, err, how shall I put it, were very, very close, before we both turned away to do different things. We still help each other out on occasion, but if you breath a word of that to anyone I’ll break your neck, understand?” “Yes sir,” I murmured, fully knowing he was a very wealthy senior partner in my company. “I’ll go have a talk to her,” he continued, teen “see if I can work out what she was thinking.” “Yes sir,” I repeated, glad that someone may be able to assume some kind of normality. …….. The director came back. “I’ve been upstairs and had a quiet word. 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There was also a dark blotch of...something...resembling three dogs glued together going the other way. There were a large number of logs waiting to be split and I knew where the ax was. “Why yes…yes you do.” She stroked his ass cheeks, gently, then kissed them, one by one. “Good, now sit down. I pressed my lips onto hers as I started pornstars to cum. All I had to do was call for her, and she’d come. “I had my moments.” Chris replied, standing up with his bowl. He leaned in, then stopped himself abruptly. I just had to finance and arrange it. I gasped. I could see the path led onwards away from the back of the house and there was just the hint of a small lawn further on and more walls of thicket and the promise of more tranquility and beauty. "She just said she was happy he let you be here or else we wouldn't have met." I pulled back a bit and she sat up on her elbows, looking down at the mess and my gleaming cock. She had white 5 inch heels that strapped on around her ankles. “Really Mom?, but you almost never have a climax when I treat you like a slut” Absolutely! I thought it was practice, so it doesn’t count. Rather, it was more like a downpour, hindering all vision. The threat was obvious, and Night Eyes was in no position to trade words with me. She gulped, and whispered, “I learned my lesson.”