I started fucking her again, admiring her ass.After a while I got my bravery, and slid a hand down to her tiny asshole. I pushed a finger in and she ...yelped happily as I started finger-fucking her ass in opposite rhythm of the pussy fucking I was giving her.She was pushing back on my strokes, and every time her boobs bounced as they rubbed on my bed. I slapped her ass with my free hand several times and was gratified with even harder pushing back.I could feel her pussy and ass clenching my. I need to get out of here before someone sees me and questions why I’m here. But it’s hard to breathe all of a sudden.All I can think about is how he’s still so handsome. And from what I know, he’s still just as kind and beloved by all the people. Gods above and below, how am I going to move on?Someone clears their throat, and I jolt. Then I see who it is, and I jump to my feet.Alain.Right in front of me.My breath catches and I struggle to remind myself that there’s no way he could recognize. He tried to slip a finger into my arsehole forcing me to lean forward causing my breasts to fall out of the dress. I noticed some of the men were getting hard in their trousers. Eventually he stopped and as I pushed my breasts back into the dress people began to leave. When everyone had gone I turned angrily towards him. "How could you do this to me." He slapped me across the face. "Because you're a slut and everyone needs to know. Next time I might even get you to suck some of their cocks. But it grew as fast as the cock was fucking me. I listened as the bed squeaked, the headboard rattled, and the squishing wet sounds of sex roamed freely through the dark. I listened to his flesh slap against my skin, his balls slam against my ass, and his grunts echo with every thrust. Sweat dripped off his overworked body and face, and soon had me soaked. Still he didnt let up his pace. He grasped my tits with both hands, squeezing them painfully, he continued screwing me. I was shocked he.