I wanted to look PERFECT so I made sure I had cute and innocent curls with school girl ponytails. I decided to not wear the panties under my skirt be...ause I liked the idea of nothing being there and in the way so he could just slip his tongue between my legs with my skirt flipped up.My FWB showed up a little before 11 pm and like a good little fuck I answered the door all dressed up looking exactly how he wanted with a drink in hand. He walked in the door with a smile on his sexy face and. “Isn’t it bitchin’?”“I suppose.” I said, uncomfortable with her revealing any part of her body towards me. “I’d break the news to him slowly though, if I was you. Your Dad’s kind of conservative about such things.”“Oh,” She said, making no move to put her sweater down. “He’ll understand.” She smiled sexily. “But he might not understand this one.”With that she pulled her sweater up to her neck, hooking her pink bra with her fingers as she did so. Her firm, jiggling breasts sprang free before my. Reaching out into the darkness I grabbed onto the image of my Master and clutched it to my chest holding it more tightly then any of the other images before it. If there was anyone who could save me from the darkness I was floating in it was Master!Keeping my hold on the image I focused on the memories of my Master they were the only solid things in my mind. The Master was so kind, I had to beg him to use me and threaten to go to another master to get him to use me. His touches always so gentle. Imagine his hands grabbing her meaty ass flesh, as you watch as the full length of him disappears into her brown sheath and then reappears again, faster and faster. He turns to you and without missing a stroke, sneers, "Want to see your slut wife cum? Want to see how a real man brings your poor, wanting bitch an orgasm? Want to watch as I dump my load into her big ass? Answer me!" "Yes, Master," you whisper, and then hoping to please him say, "Please let me watch my slut wife cum." "That's a.