"Sure darlin' just make sure and bring me a sammich." She replied in jest. "I would love some classic kind of fruit juice if you have any if not waters fine." She stood at the entrance of the living room, looking around trying to figure out what to do first. Shrugging she thought to herself right here is as good group sex a place as any. She started orgy by going through the piles of paper on the coffee table. She put each one in one of three piles, stuff to keep, trash and one for things Kit would have to look through. The third party stack was by far the largest. she paused and called out "How's my sammich coming?" Kit entered the living room carrying two trays laden with food. There were two different smoothies, a pussylicking dagwood, packed with aged meats, exotic cheeses, and organic vegetables. He put them down on the coffee table, now that the Mount Everest of junk mail had been dealt with. "I hope you like your sammich,” he says smiling. I think the grape mango smoothie compliments the aged beef and the artisanal cheese adds that finishing pop.” Kit says smiling. “Damn dude, I was hoping for something a step above a PB&J, and you go all Gordon Ramsey on me. I'm impressed.” as she picks up the grape smoothie and tentatively licks some from the top. "I don't care! Proper food, drink, clothes, beds, baths. A boyfriend. I wanted to spank her for being a dirty bitch, but it was more fun watching her eat her party daughter while I fucked her from behind. And that's orgy when the strangest thing happened. And then group sex she released me and gave Greg a similar kiss. “Hello Mistress” Penny stammered. I open my mouth and pussylicking start sucking his dick. "I fantasized about pulling your panties down," Jack said with a shaking voice "about seeing your…pussy and touching it" he added. “Holy shit.” Elena muttered, drawing cautious fingers up my arms. You had like two glasses of wine! The bears began to snarl and let out strangled growls that turned into anguished screams as they were turned back into humans. I sat down at my seat. “Hi boss, um, is it boss here or Jill or Mrs. Greene or what do we call you?” Kay asks. I knew Emma, she and my wife were friends. As we danced, the outside world seemed to fade away, it was just the two of us on the dance floor. classic "COM'N, BE ROUGHER! Her nose rubbed on my clit. “Of course, I do.