“Shall I swat her on her pussy?” After some encouragement from the audience, Daniella gave me 1 swat with the belt, which hurt like hell, then said, “Come on folks; do I have to strip her myself?” That seemed to break the ice and a couple of men got up and came over to me. “Rip that dress off her guys.” My dress was already up to my waist on the ass side where my leg was high in the air but the guys easily managed to rip the dress into pieces and let them fall to the ground. Then 4 hands were exploring my tits, pussy and butt. The man who was ‘exploring’ my pussy got down on his knees and continued his exploration with his tongue. Daniella came up to me licking and put a clothes peg on each of my nipples. A muffled ‘ouch’ came out of my mouth. Then she got a battery wand and put indian it to my clit. That was it; my sensitive pussy gave me my first orgasm of the evening. I think that I heard people clapping me. Each time she closed her eyes she had licking the image of John's horny stare intruding on her. We have the whole house to ourselves.” I said as sexy as possible. Normally a guy wouldn’t think indian about reading a text from his mom while getting a wonderful blowjob from a kinky slut, but this night with my mom hadn’t been normal. I brought her keys back and gave her a goodbye kiss. “And you won’t be able to hide in the rooms that they aren’t working in, you’ll have to keep checking on them to make sure that they are doing what was agreed, and provide them with umpteen cups of tea.” I’ve already mentioned this - 3 metal rings, one for each nipple and one for her clit; and yellow strings holding them in place. The two of us laughed about our elderly voyeur as we drove to an ATM. I lived in an off-campus group house with my 18-year-old girlfriend Mollie and a bunch of other kids. He could feel every time she bottomed out his cock filled every centimeter of her canal, seemingly rearranging her guts to accommodate his invading member. “There.” I smiled at the young woman as she gawked at her legs. He walked to the toy table with his limp aching cock hanging over his shrunken balls. I wasn’t sure why God needed a ass device though. Did you fix the problem? “Henry, you want my cum in your ass or your mouth?” Daddy asked, his thrusts getting off rhythm as he fought off his orgasm. Then I feel her lift up a bit and forcefully push down. Where is she?” The ground around him was littered with spent casings and empty magazines. "At least three times a day, right?" she asked again. freely." “Sure, there’s a part about the one that hasn’t fucked up can throw a rock or something like that.” Alison explained. He was a handsome man who looked to be a dynamic, thrusting young executive type fiercely fighting his way up the corporate greasy pole. “If he can but prove his worth…” “Let’s go see what’s behind the door.” Turning his limp form over she set her sights on his beautiful ass, he was going to get to cum too but if she had any plans of making him cum with his pathetic little cock then they had long since passed. I hear Eddie’s voice coming from between my legs, “Tina, I’m not going to lie, this is gonna hurt a little bit, but it should take care of all that nasty pussy hair so you get to avoid a waxing.” Her whole body reverberates with pleasure. “Mark me, stud. That massive cock was beginning to stir. She straightened up her body and sat on the edge of the love seat ready for their cocks. I purred in delight, tweaking both of my nubs. It pulled away from her hand and as it connected with the swirling elements, they flashed bright enough to leave motes in his vision.