There was a big table in the center of the room.Dean told me that some VIP guests are coming tonight for the party, and I have to entertain them all. ...I looked at Dean with a confused look. He said that I needed to remain under the table and give blow jobs to all the people sitting at the table.There would be a couple of females where I would need to lick their pussy. I was not allowed to come out of the table at any cost, and neither can I deny anyone. It would be possible guests would like to. Alice’s story is also having megical twists.One night she was sleeping in her bed . Then suddenly she heard an unknown whisper .She opened her eyes a little look around and saw that there is nothing around and she slept again , …………….after sometime Alice was in deep sleep and she again herd the strange whisper, this time she wake up on bed look around but again a strange dark figure was there(she ignored) , she fall down on the bed and again(deep sleep)…………..after sometime a tight slapon her. "How do you do that?" Do what?" You know, what you did last night. It was almost an orgy after you left. Dorian had my shirt off, Eric and Savanna were on the couch fucking in front of all of us, and it was all Cathy and Tory could do to stay clothed long enough to make it to their room. I came to my senses long enough to get my shirt back on and tug Dorian to our room. My shirt was off again before we made it, and I led him inside by his dick. Some little old lady got an eyefull last. When we got to her house, she opened the door and held it open for me. The bitch was really aiming to please me now. I looked at her critically as she put down her books. Jeans were all right for school but I wanted her to dress sexier for me. "Go put a dress or skirt on," I said. Without saying a word, Martha scooted upstairs. I sat down on the sofa and waited for her. She came back a few minutes later wearing a relatively modest skirt with a pair of low heel shoes instead of her walking.