Not really knowing what to say I tried to comfort her as best I could and I cracked some jokes in an effort to cheer her.After a few drinks she worked... it out of her system, and I got her to start laughing as she returned to her normal fun and flirty self. At some point in our conversation I made a joke mocking the intelligence of a guy confessing his marriage before trying to sleep with her.She laughed and agreed, saying "Yeah, my shower head was mad that it didn't even get a night off." . She was slurring her words, animated, but not completely wasted. She held my arm as we went to the room. In the room, she insisted on another drink, and I put some music channel on and went back to working on my mac book.She was on the couch, and after some 20 minutes of seemingly pounding large glasses of wine, she was out and snoring. I tried to wake her, nothing stopped or stirred the snoring. She was out out. Now, gents, think about what I am looking at at this point. This gorgeous perfect. I feel my stomachchurning inside at the thought of what I have been told will happen...under the watchful eye of my beloved, this total stranger will be allowedto put me over his knee and administer the rest of my punishment for thismornings behaviour - a "thorough" spanking. If I take it like a good andgrateful girl and they are pleased with me, then as a special treat, Iwill be allowed to have David watch while Glenn gives me a good and properfucking (...oh Glenn...).I hear the car returning. Now i went into the game and turned her around and put two fingers in her wet asshole. I fucked her hard and she moaned. I added two more fingers after a while. Somebody said: "come on, fist that bitch." That was what i wanted to hear and my slut expected. I fucked her a bit and spreaded her asshole. That must have been a bit painful but so arousing for bena to be fucked by me in front of all those horny folks. I said to some fat old rocker guy, that he should put his fist into that slut. He's.