‘What a fucking slut..’ Taylor whispered leaving her dripping on the carpet. *** ‘Go into the bedroom and change into the outfit left for you, I... threw away all of your conservative panties, slut’ taylor demanded. She walked in and felt herself get wet again. She only just had a shower. On the bed lay a tiny red skirt, nylon and garters 4 inch heels and a red sheer bra. She slowly put it on feeling her juices run over the nylons. Lauren walked out of the room and leaned against the railing for. Just as long as I could feel his cock along my lips and in my mouth. He thought I was so filthy whenever I did, calling me a dirty bitch. He was never a big fan of feeling my lips massage his shaft or stroke his balls whilst sucking hard on the head he was more interested in the excitement of possibly getting caught and then getting me home as soon as possible and throwing me over the first piece of furniture he could find so he could impale me with his cock and eventually fill me with his cum.. How much you’ve always meant to me.’ She looked at him, saw the man she’d fallen in love with many years ago. He was on his knees, begging for forgiveness and in his eyes she saw the truth behind his words. Natalie slid from her chair and went into his arms. The warmth that radiated from his chest covered her like a blanket. He held her tight as she cried. She cried for the lost years and for the pain in her heart and ache in her chest. Tears fell in sheets down her face as she imagined life. Suddenly Mandi and I looked over our shoulders to see what the commotion was. The lady that was shackled upside down earlier now had her partner shackled. His arms were cuffed over his head and she was kneeling between his legs giving him a fantastic blow job."See what I mean," Mandi said as she continued to stare at the lady kneeling between her lover's knees."His wife is over there," she pointed "while he is over here with her."We looked up at the stage as we saw the same three some only this.