She murmured a response."I'm afraid you'll have to speak up," he said loudly. "This is a big table." I don't know what it is," she admitted. He didn't... laugh or even smile."I am so sorry!" he boomed. "I must look like a terrible snob. It's lobster soup. You'll like it." He picked up his glass and emptied it. She took her third mouthful. It was the most delicious drink she'd ever tasted.The butler entered with a china tureen and ladled a dark brown soup onto her plate. It spread a lovely aroma;. Fick’s finger. Humiliated I diverted my eyes as he pushed his finger into me again and then added a second. As he finger fucked me he leaned over me taking a nipple between his teeth sucking it into his mouth. I winced and groaned as he roughly chewedmy swollen nipple repulsed by the strong pungent odor of his deodorant mixed with sweat that seemed to ooze from every pore of his body. Inspired by his control over me he abruptly covered my lips in his forcing his tongue between them as he. She waited expectantly. This was as far as she’d been instructed. Obviously, the strangers were here for a purpose, and although she wanted to know what that purpose was, at the same time she would rather stay in ignorance.. Mr. Smith kept his eyes on Emi’s exposed cunt. She longed to close her legs, cover it with her hands, anything to escape the probing gaze that crawled over every crevice and contour, but she didn’t dare move. Kayleigh seemed bored now, her eyes kept drifting to the. I opened my mouth as he guided himself in but just held it there, not moving.Slowly I felt his cock swell from soft to rock-hard as my mouth was forced open wider. I liked the feeling. A lot.As soon as he was fully hard, he grabbed my hair and slowly started to thrust in and out, literally fucking my mouth. I felt a complete slut, on my knees in just stockings, suspenders and heels with a man I had met just over twenty-four hours ago fucking my mouth.I went to steady myself with my hands on.