Rosemarie, before anything happens tonight, I need to ask you some questions. There are right answers and wrong answers. Right answers are truthful. W...rong answers are lies. I only want right answers, not matter what the answer is. No matter how many years go by, I will only ever want the truthful answers, even if they hurt me to hear them. Do you understand?She nodded.Why are you here on the fourth floor of this house tonight?To have sex with you.Is that what you want, or are you doing what. Leon came up to kiss her again and at the same time, he slipped his hand into her shorts and began to rub. Stacey tried to suppress her moans, but Leon was relentless as he brought her closer to the edge. Stacey felt it coming and she bit Leon's shoulder hard to try to keep herself quiet as the orgasm caused her to lose her mind and control of the rest of her body.When it subsided, she gasped for air and couldn't help but laugh a little at how amazing it was. She pulled her top back over her. Instead he stepped back and I watched his tight ass and bobbing cock walk out the door, returning minutes later with a piece of A4 paper, on which was my photo of my asshole with butter on it.'God Mariel' he said, 'This fucking picture you posted made me wank off a dozen times' and he held it upside down in front of me to look at it.Sight now obscured, I could only feel the coolness of the butter, as he smeared a knob into my gaping asshole, then another and another, until a huge amount was. I took a sip of Whisky and forcefully given to Shweta and was keeping an eye on Deepak and Shweta…..He was holding her on her waist….I gave signal of no objection from my side….Deepak slid his hand below her shirt and started feeling Shweta’s naked flesh…Shweta was out with whisky….She also started enjoying…. They had good smoochesPART C- Me fucking ShwetaAfter few minutes i took Shweta from Deepak, and changed positions…Now he was watching us…..I slid my hands within Shweta’s shirt and placed.