Oh well now. This was too good to miss. Taking a sip of wine, I listened to her counterargument. I knew her buttons. She was mine, so manipulating... her was almost effortless, arousing her was almost effortless. Once aroused, controlling her was dangerous. I took another sip of my wine and laughed at her responses. The women around us divided. Half pressed closer to see the show, half faded in fear of a scene. There would be a scene.I knew a little about the subject, and cared a little. Then, suddenly, your hands push my hands away and you whirl around.Your lips passionately embrace mine, and our tongues twist and turn against each other. After a glorious eternity you gently push me away and I open my eyes to see you with a mischievous smirk on your face that I know means “now it’s my turn”.You step back and your hands disappear behind your back. They reappear and you push your shoulders out of your tight dress, the now undone zipper at the back allowing it to slide off and. The womentreated these evenings almost like a hen party. They would drink wine andlaugh and taunt Sam as she was forced to perform. The women would makecomments to each other about how Sam a getting "chunky"and that they wereglad they wouldn't have to "work of that belly".Sam hated these shows but she was powerless to stop them. Just then Samheard the door to her room open and in stepped Tina carrying as usual alarge plate of food."Good morning sweetie," she said as she placed the plate onto. It created an even more intensely erotic experience and it would be hard for her, she knew, to refrain from going with it and cumming right there on his face.Her seat.Every few minutes, she rose up a fraction to allow Alex a few desperate gulps of air. Then she would squash back down once more, absorbing his features in her hot bum flesh. It felt so good to have him there and his prodding little nose was proving to be quite enjoyable, wedged as it was so comfortably between her sweaty ass.