We've gone straight from work, been to the movies, had a great dinner and gone for a few more drinks. The night has been fun, and I'm thinking it's pr...obably time to go home when I feel a buzzing in the pocket of my trousers, and get the iPhone out to see who's got in touch.It's a number I don't recognise, and there's a picture attached. I move away from the group at the bar to get some privacy and open the message to see the picture better.I don't recognise the person in the photograph,. The woman slaps my ass harder and harder, each time wrenching a cry from me. Her nails dip between my cheeks and stroke my now dripping pussy, the slaps making me oh so wet. "Look how the little slut loves to be beaten..." she purrs, licking my juices from her fingertips before shoving them deeply into my pussy. I moan at the sudden thrusting of her fingers that match her husband's thrusting in my mouth. Dear god, these two make me want to cry out and I know the games have just begun with them.. ..”“Well, I’m not going to make her leave without seeing you.”“I don’t want to know either,” Brad said, looking up at me with hope. “Dude, you could make me forget. You can do that, right?”“No! Absolutely not. Face it, Brad. You got fucked up the ass because you got greedy. They may have misled you a little, but you knew ahead of time it was a bisexual bondage movie. What did you expect?”“Man, they said I wouldn’t have to do any faggy things. But getting your ass fucked is pretty faggy if you. Holly boarded the sports car and was soon on her way to what she remembered as being "her" home. A few minutes later she was pulling into the driveway of one of the more beautiful town houses she'd ever seen, she exited the car and keyed into the front door of her new home. She almost immediately went to the bedroom on her own personal explore of Michelle's most prize possessions, her clothes.Holly stripped own to nudity and began to admire herself in the full-length mirror against the wall..