”I hurried to Jen and gently kissed her as I reached around her back and slowly started to unzip her dress. My hands were shaking as I eased her zip...per down and I looked at Martin. He was stripping his clothes off and by the time that I had eased Jen’s dress from her shoulders, he was naked!Her dress fell to the floor and I stood with my mouth open as I ran my eyes over her lingerie-clad body. Martin moved me and took my place in front of her before he gently sat her on the foot of the bed.. I rushed over to see what was going on. They had another girl down and were kicking and punching her. I bellowed at them to stop.One of the girls, Lizzie Michaels, turned toward me, " You want some of this, asshole?" I think I do." I said as I backhanded her. She flew ass over tea kettle landing on the ground with a solid thump. Reaching with my other hand, I grabbed another girl, Misty Stevens, by the hair of her head and jerked her back. The sharp crack of skin impacting skin filled my ears. She didn't intend to, but her eyes were drawn immediately by the movement. Firm, long, shapely legs. Expensive heels. With a start, she catches herself but its too late. Looking up, the smile is small but it's there. And her eyes; eyes saying, yes you looked, I saw you look. She squirms in her seat which is the last thing she needed. The movement makes the toy press one side then the other, sending a short hot jolt to her cunt. Her cunt which was already wet and hot. Slowly breaking eye. She has smooth perfect legs, and a round broad ass. Many times I would watch her while I worked. Whenever I saw her bend over I would imagine myself grabbing her hips, and rubbing her round ass. She mostly walked around the house in a white t-shirt and short, very short pants. She never wore a bra, I know this because whenever she worked in the yard, I could see her nipples pressing through the shirt or the top. She would always flirt with me. I never paid much attention on it. I just thought.