He told a wild tale of torture and abuse, but could only show a single bruise in each armpit as proof.When I finally returned home, the girls showed m... how much they had missed me. Once again, each of them took a minute or two to ride me, kiss me, and coo into my ear how much they missed me. Rather than Jan, Chloe went last, eagerly milking every drop of cum from me when I finally spewed inside her. “I should be fertile right now,” she whispered in a sultry voice. Despite having just cum, my. " He then reached out and cupped a tit in each hand and hefted them as if gauging their weight.Pam moaned in appreciation of the fondling of her tits. She then took a deep breath and said, "Jason, I don't know why I'm doing this. I have never let a man touch my bare breasts." It will be alright, Pam. Why don't you leave them hanging free while we have dinner?"Pam smiled and took his arm. She let him lead her to his kitchen table where he served her a steak with fries and a glass of wine. They. "Mistress Alicia won't take no for an answer," she began, "she expects me to show up at her friend's Halloween party, even though I've already told her that this was a commitment I couldn't break."Shit, I thought to myself, this could ruin my whole plan. I also loved hearing my beautiful wife use the word 'Mistress'.Her phone buzzed with another text."She just texted that you can come and watch," Pam added, her cheeks going red. She had become a complete nymphomaniac (although she had always. What brought us together was… you guessed it. My love for writing. She'd read some of my work.“You’re a little freak, aren't you, Chad?” She said.I shrugged sheepishly. We eventually became friends. Except for the occasional cleavage peek, I had little to no sexual feelings or lust for her. That was all about to change.Fancy read my stories as a high school horn dog regularly. I got amused by how much she got taken aback by my material. I read her facial expression as she was reading. It was as.