We all enjoyed a delicious dinner. I catch a glimpse sometimes, of both lucky guys playing with my wife under her tight little skirt. As the guests we...re in the back yard, Ana came up and whispered in my ear that her cunt was dripping wet from those two guys. Before midnight the party started breaking up and the four couples began leaving. I saw each couple out to their vehicle and thanked them for coming by. As I said goodbye to the last friends, I decided to walk around to the side gate. “Oh Joe, I’m so sorry,” I said, feeling the guilt weigh down on me. “S’Okay, Miss. It wasn’t your fault.” But in a way it felt like it had been my fault. It was my interest in him which had brought Joe to the attention of his peers, and ultimately led to the fractured bone in his arm. Joe's broken arm excused him from P.E. and I was ‘volunteered’ to keep an eye on him. I found myself wondering whether he’d be capable of ‘other’ physical activities. I imagined what we might do together for. .. daughters of famous Hollywood couples? And you’re really fucking them both? Isn’t that Sean Bean, screwing Emma Watson? Wait, Emma Watson is a demon now? Sean Bean is, too? Holy smokes!” Miranda commented, even as she saw her ex-husband, Orlando Bloom lift his head up for a second, “that’s ... my ex! He’s a demon now? Who’s sucking his cock? Monica Bellucci? Who just rode his face?”“That would be me!” Jane Krakowski swaggered over to Miranda and planted a lip lock, “Honey, whatever he was. I stripped off my clothes and sat down with my legs crossed. Christiane was coaxed over to sit in my lap and Tiffany made sure my erection found a warm burrow. When Christiane was sitting and rubbing her pubic bone on me I held her face and kissed her tenderly."You were quiet today. Tell me your problems."I could see her trying to resist but she soon said, "I'm worried that you will leave me in a few months when you get bored of me." Honey, I own lots of slaves and they never seem to leave. I.