?”“I said, fuck off, slut.”He often called me that, a slut. Never when his father was around but when we were alone. I guess he had a point in m... being one. I was only twenty-four and I loved to wear sexy clothes around the house. Mostly because I knew Karl appreciated it a lot and because I had a body worth showing off. Tall, with deep brown eyes and dark brown hair I am the result of a Mexican mother and an American father. My skin is always tanned and my body is to dream for. I used to work. I started slow then making my strokes harder and faster, my fingers giving her the stimulation that she needed. The fire in Essie was growing faster than I could stroke her. I tried to match her intensity, I became a sexual warrior, stimulating her clit as well at the same time! Essie went over the top. I stopped moving. I pressed my fingers up tightly against her G-Spot, holding them still, pushing harder. Essie's pussy was pulsating, her body was throbbing and I didn't move. I wanted her to. Their hotel honeymoon suite is lavishly furnished and the bedroom has mirrors on all four walls.When I arrived, her man was dressed in a knee length silk dressing gown. He told me Sandra and her sister in law Patricia were waiting for me in the bedroom. “We have all been looking forward to your visit. My wife is a very attractive and extremely sexy woman. Not sure about Patricia though. You can make your own judgement in a minute.”“The two women have been preparing themselves for you for hours,. “For your first task, I want you to take your shirt off!” I said with glee.Yes, Master as you wish she said. She took off her shirt all that remained was her bra.“Good very good now get rid of your bra, and I want you to shake your boobs!” I say.“Yes, Master, I will obey…” She says she quietly takes off her bra and begins to shake her boobs.“Alright, I want you to take off your pants and panties, I want you to sit down and open your legs!” I say.“As you wish, my Master…” She responds she turns.