I'd been fucked by a dozen men, I thought, maybe even a few more than that, but twelve was a good enough number and my asshole felt like it was turned... inside out. It hurt now, my muscles protesting the emptiness inside me as much as anything else, it seemed. My anus felt puffy and swollen and there was no way I could find to sit comfortably, but it was impossible for me to stand just then.My Mistress merely nodded and I suspected she'd gotten exactly what she wanted from me on this particular. A spotless wooden floor, every booth had a table, maybe 9 feet in length and about 3 feet wide. Each booth has enough places for about 15 people or so. And there were about 4 booths so each party evening could only have about 60 or 70 people or so and most people coming in were small groups or couples, and sometimes a single person would walk in.But at some point the feeling was more a kind of nice place for potluck meetings and bingo but then without the kidsBipasha showed us to a booth and. She had most likely been planning to encounter Mindy in Sandy's apartment, but didn't so much as hesitate to adjust her plans now that they had met in the hallway.Mindy just looked up at Mistress, utterly dumbfounded. Mistress did nothing to break the confusion or the awkwardness, she simply looked back at Mindy, fixing her with her eyes. Eve noticed that Mindy's face was flushed, and her nipples were jutting through her shirt. This girl was clearly, visibly turned on. But, Eve noted, her body. I had yet to learn of people that enjoy life by living vicariously through interfering in other’s lives. Sometimes I think that little psychological foible was invented for my mother.But as she continued to prattle on about how Eddie wants to go to a prom and his school doesn’t have them so naturally, we would be the perfect couple. Yada, yada, yada. Okay, Eddie was alright, he was tall dark and handsome, and though he was my cousin, nobody at school knew that. I’d make up some story about.