My eyes follow you through the mirror. Wordlessly, your strong arms encircle me, wrapping me in you. I smell your cologne, yet another way I mark yo...u. I note the dark blue shirt with its white pearl buttons, your open collar, revealing that gold cross, just large enough to look perfect between your collar bones. The dark metal ring on your hand, your steel watch, your thick belt, with its steel buckle, your black pants.All of it, my marking of you, my warning to other kitties that you have. I turned back and met Jane’s lips, and Pamela leaned in to run her tongue round my ear. Somehow I had the feeling that it was not a case of Pamela watching and joining in our fun if she felt like it; she was determined to be in there from the start.We paused for another sip of the wine, and when we resumed, I loosened off the belt round Jane’s kimono enough for me to slip the upper folds apart and reveal her firm pert breasts. Pamela did watch now as I kissed Jane on the throat, her head back. His hard thrust seemed to lift her feet several inches off the ground. Ann instantly grabbed his hand to force it away and said,“No Don’t! I’m too sore from yesterday!” Bill lifted her a little more, keeping Ann’s swollen cunt firmly impaled on his fingers and said, “Don’t tell me No, and don’t be grabbing my hand. I’ll put my fingers wherever I want to.” That seemed to set off some real fear, or possibly anger in Ann as she began struggling much harder to remove his fingers. She got her way,. I grab his hand and suck all my pussy juice off his fingers. I love how good my pussy taste. We get seated and I slide my foot out of my heel and start rubbing his leg. He told me I'm dressed like a slut so be one. I slide my other heel off and started rubbing my feet over his cock. I feel his cock getting harder and harder in his pants. I start begging for him to pull his cock out so he does. I rub his cock between my feet, sliding it between my toes between my arches. I love feeling a cock on.