Pouting at the image of herself, Fay sighed and started to dress. It was Saturday and she had the apartment to herself, but she fancied going out for ... walk. Loosely tying her hair back, she rummaged through the mess of clothing scattered around her room. She pulled on some white, satin bikini style panties, cut full over her peachy bum, and a matching bra a size too small so that her huge breasts formed a cleavage that was positively mesmerizing. Next some white, cotton over-the-knee socks and. " Join me? " she asked."Of course " I shyly said as I stood and stripped."Much better" she smiled. " You are gorgeous ! I can't believe anyone would cheat on you. By tomorrow night we'll get rid of those tan lines."We enjoyed the rest of the day and some glasses of wine in the evening. I was headed home and we hugged goodnight. She pulled me in tightly and told me how happy that I was the one who moved in. I smiled as we released and told her I agreed.Sunday was more of the same but we started. I took my mouth from her nipple with a small pop and sat up, pushing her back roughly onto the bed and straddling her waist. I got up on my knees and grabbed the band of my shorts, pushing them down, my cock finally springing free of its confines. The head was swollen, with precum beading at the tip. Pamela lay beneath me, her hands on her breasts, pushing them together. I held myself up by my hands, guiding my cock along her body until it slid between the two pert mounds. I shuddered as I. He held on for dear life as Jessica quickly opened him up; sawing her fat shaft in and out of his tight, fleshy ring.“You might get railed by half a dozen sisters tonight, but none of them will be as good as me, will they, slave?”“No, Mistress!”She grabbed his leash and tugged on it harshly; the leather collar tightening around his throat. Her fucking grew harsher, turning into true pounding.“WHO OWNS YOU?!?”“You do Mistress Jessica!”“That's right! And after I cum in your ass, you're going to.