I heard the front door and then I heard herwalking around the flat obviously inspecting everything. Finally, sheopened the laundry room door a smile o...n her face."Hi Rosa. At first glance it seems that you did a fine work, the flatlooks great and it smells so fresh. Thank you. Are you finishing soonwith your ironing?" Yes Miss Jennifer, I've just finished. I'll change to my street clothesand be with you in a few minutes."Within the next ten minutes I was out through the back door I expected. Then the other knee. Her pussy started to leak.“Oh, the leg- spreaders! We haven’t used those in a long time! Since that time we…,”SMACK!Candice felt the sharp sting from a quick slap on her bare ass.“Shut it, slut. Or do I have to use the ball-gag again?” Darlene asked.“No, Darl…,” Candice quickly caught herself. “No Mistress.” Candice knew that once they started playing this sexy, naughty, game, she had to follow the rules or be punished. And Darlene could be a little harsh sometimes (not. We had a bunch of girls too.Few guys were enjoying with girls and few were staring at some guys(Hoping them are gays). In sometime they all started cutting cake for the b’day boy and then he fed cake to his close friends and all fed in turn to him. He came to me with a piece of cake and he fed me. i was about to take cake and feed him but he stopped me.He asked me to feed the cake which was in my mouth. i was shocked about his behavior. Then i said it wont be good I’ll feed you from the plate. I knew for a fact that was not true, but any defense on the basis that she was great in bed and could suck a dick and take it up the ass just like any well-endowed female would be the kiss of death for my close family relations in the future.So, I kept my mouth shut and watched from afar, knowing the safest line of action would be to stay detached from the drama and just go with the flow.I was sitting down minding my own business with my supposed girlfriend Mary Connelly and one of her “slut”.