Leaned over and whispered to me as she caressed my chest with her leather gloved right hand, pinching my pierced nipples, pulling on the rings she her...self had not long ago picked out. "Very good. I see you liked the poppers, my little bitch?"Through the whirlwind of my mind I think I managed to nod my head in assent to her, but I couldn't be sure. I was drooling around the cock gag in my mouth, breathing through the nose holes in my hood deeply, lost in an erotic world, wishing now that she. Her nipples were that hard that she could feel them being pressed into his chest as well as into her breasts. She had undone all the buttons on his shirt so she took a step back to enable her to pass his shirt over his shoulders, of course this manoeuvre released the pressure on her breasts and allowed her bra to fall to the floor. Peter let out a gasp and said Oh my, they are phenomenal and look at your nipples so hard and proud. Before he could touch them she pulled his shirt completely off. Its my duty as a woman to help the guy out…besides, his first lay after so long? Hell be like a fuckin machine! It hit me then that hed been in the kitchen for at least 10 minutes, so I went to investigate, & when I turned the corner into the kitchen, I walked right in on Mike leaning against the counter, his pants around his ankles, stroking away furiously at his cock. When he realized I was there, he freaked, apologizing profusely. Finally I shut him up, Mike, calm down, just come back into. It is our last night." I could see that Jennifer definitely had mixed feelings about doing this, but she had on a good drunk, horny expression and one look at the hard on in my pants convinced her.There was a good slow reggae song on the radio when she stood up in front of me between my legs. She closed her eyes and slowly started to sway her hips, nervously at first, but with more rhythm as she went on. I looked over at Ray, who was staring at Jennifer like a starving man. Jennifer slowly.