It looked like a giant worm with a heaving drooling hole for a mouth. she crept back, too frightened to speak. she just sat there trembling with her m...outh open. ropes of cum still dangling from it. her giant plump quivering lips still glossed in thick semen. the worms mouth gaped and stretched and her eyes widened and welled up with tears for she knew what was about to happen to her. she knew this is what she got for being such a shameless cum guzzling suck slut.the mouth closed and the. “So why aren’t you feeling my ass?” She challenged, and he happily felt the sway of her bare ass to her stride.The walkway took them past Jim’s Pizza, and the outdoor area was busier now. The path soon ended, and on the return, they stopped to sit on a bench that overlooked the water. Susan cuddled close to him, his arms going around her slim waist and the other resting on her leg. “This is so nice,” she sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder.Dan motioned her legs apart, and she didn’t. This was a bar with a dance floor. It was bar frequented by foreign tourists on holiday. It was Oscar's birthday. For his 'present', he wanted me to dance with other men. I was instructed to grind into them on the dance floor and encourage them to touch me while Oscar watched from a nearby table. That night, I met Johan, a strikingly handsome, twenty two year old who was on holiday from Norway. Johan and I danced. I humped against him on the dance floor. I allowed him to feel me up as Oscar. An action that seemed practised as Angela accepted and sucked on his finger.Brian removed it and smiled at her and then without warning his tone changed.“You’ve been naughty, haven’t you?”Her head dipped down so that her chin was almost touching her breasts. “Yes, Master,” she replied.Dave watched with interest as his slutty and cock-sure wife withdrew into her role.“Did you masturbate?”“Yes, Master.”“Did you climax?”“No, Master.”“Are you lying to me, Angela?”She took too long to answer and.