I couldn?t help but think of when im fucking her every hole that she would be barking like a sickpuppy then my fantasy came to a sudden halt as icould... hear Sandrawrapping a towel around her body and started to head towards me. This was it Sandra was about to head into her new life of slavery torture andrapeSandra didn?t have time to react asi pulled her close to my chest with my hand crashing down hard against her mouth and forcing her headonto my shoulder. Instantly she started to kick and. “What thefuck…?!”“Wait! Sorry! Sorry! Hold a sec…! It’s the booze! Ididn’t mean… C’mon guys, after all this time youknow better than that,” She began and then paused.“OOOH… Yeah… What I meant was: “French Roulette.”Her demeanor flashed from frantic apologist to thatof a smug, lust filled, evil genius. She waited,expecting instant comprehension. Instead silence andblank stares ensued.Finally, Andrea waved. I lay there, on top of this naked beauty, taking the aggressive role as I caressed her perfect breasts, gently kneading them in my passion. My mind was numb, my rational self abandoned to the moment, to the sensations and the signals that I received from Donna in her passive acceptance of my caresses.Then, to my horror, I heard clapping come from behind us. My face burning bright red, I jerked away from Donna and looked up. I was unable to breathe for a moment as I looked into Andy's deep brown. And by how her hand was still moving, it was obvious Mike had not cum yet. His hands were on her breasts, and she was obviously loving the treatment.And Karen knew she was lost when she felt Mark slip one hand out of the top of her blouse and place it on her hand, guiding it to his crotch. And Karen gasped lightly when she realized how hard he was. And how big he was. And how hard he was. And almost by instinct she opened up his slacks to feel it for herself.Mark's hand by now was up under the.