“Everybody's clothing is soaked.”“Um,” Cathy said softly, “I'm not wearing a bra.”Without intending to, my eyes shot over to her chest, to... see whether I could see through her shirt. No such luck, she was wearing a thick, black t-shirt with the band logo on it, but she noticed what I was doing and crossed her arms over her chest. “Sorry,” I said, having managed to offend my wife, my sister-in-law and her husband with a single glance.“I'm wearing my shirt to bed,” Cathy insisted.Susan slapped me. Long story short we have always clashed, probably due to having similar personalities but this time it felt different. She wasn't bothered when I threatened to leave so I walked. No calls or texts for a week now so I felt very empty and lost. Mike could see that I was upset and it didn't take a genius to see I only had the clothes I was stood in and a few bits and bobs. "No pressure Jamie, but I have the house to myself these days with everyone off living their own lives so you are welcome to. Their strength was great, and it scared me.When we close to the stage I could hear the rumbling of the crowd. How many people were out there, I was sweating and nauseous.I was pushed onto the stage and saw the crowd. I would guess that I saw four to five hundred people. On stage was a huge man dressed in leather pants, and was bare-chested. He also wore a leather hood disguising his identity. He held in his right hand a small whip.His voice was deep and gruff.“Remove your dress.”I hesitated;. Jake thought of the bombshell that was sucking his cock and who was going to do it more and more and was in heaven. Cindy his friend’s wife, his slut. He wanted to fuck her there and then. He looked about and saw that everybody was sleeping and lifted Cindy up. Cindy was reluctant to let go of her masters magnificent cock but as he pulled her up and whispered to her to ride it she became wet with anticipation of that great cock in her. She slowly started to go down on his cock. Jake had never.