.. His hands cupped my round buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. The silk gag muffled... my groan, a bit in protest and mostly in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help it. His weight lifted from my body, momentarily freeing my legs.Before I could react, I felt his hands on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the bed sheets. I could feel the cord. He showed it to the guy and his eye brows rose. "That the best you got in the cellar?" I asked the guy holding the bottle."Yes sir, it is." Good, send over a couple of bottles to us, too. Might as well try it out." Sir! This is a fourteen hundred dollars a bottle champagne!" Oh yeah? Then we should probably get a few to go, then. Bring us a couple of six packs of that stuff." The guys jaw dropped and a couple of the cops at my table laughed. The wine waiter did that look down the nose at me. Sam lay beside her, looking at her body. His hands round down over it, just as mine had done earlier, taking her heavy breasts in his hands, crushing them and squeezing them and twisting her nipples cruelly. She let out a cry of pain, followed by a long moan as he teased them more tenderly.Then his hand descended and she knew what was going to follow. Two fingers penetrated her more abruptly than she'd expected and she groaned. Then a third and a fourth joined them.'Oh my god, that's stretching. ’ Isabelle was behind Gwenna, and she slid a hand from Gwenna’s shoulders to her rounded ass, and slid her hand between the cheeks to tease the puckered hole in the rear. Gwenna squeaked and jumped, causing her bare breasts to bounce, and making her realize she was totally nude. She tried to cover her breasts, but Anne pulled her hands away.’No need to cover up sweetling, we’re going to be good friends, and besides- we have the same equipment see?’ Anne pulled her shift off her shoulders, and.