..just imagine my girlfriend is your slutty wife her arse filled with other men’s cum as I allow you to fuck her.....Oh, look your cock is leaking a...ready, what a dirty BITCH you are.”As I stood behind Mistress Alyson’s girlfriend, her arse beginning to leak the cum I wanted to taste Mistress Alyson pulled down my black lace French knickers with an obvious wet patch where my hardened cock had begun to leak. It was then that I noticed that Mistress Alyson’s husband and the other man, the one. There were hundreds of them; some much tinier than I would have thought practical. Bud promised me he could remember each piece and where it went, so I didn't worry too much about keeping them separated.Once that little project was done, I went up and called Lloyd."Cooper! What can I do for you?" he asked cheerfully."Good morning Lloyd. I've been playing with the Fabrics you guys let me have, and I'm wondering what you guys use to join pieces of this stuff together?" We have a special bonding. Laura is to be dressed in a black satin bustier, black satin garter belt, light black hose, and 3-inch black pumps. To complete it she wears an old but long coat that covers the vast majority of her body.On the evening of the meeting, there is a knock at the entrance to the suite, and Laura goes to the door to answer it; she is so nervous. She opens the door to see an attractive young blonde, wearing a red one-piece evening dress that has low cut vee front, straps, and she is wearing red 3inch. What threw me was the way she was dressed. Normally she dresses with style, grace and dignity, very attractive but ladylike. Now here she was dressed like a whore, short leather mini skirt, extremely low cut top, bare midriff. She had black stockings (her skirt was so short you could see the tops of the stockings) and very high heeled red shoes. I wondered what she could be doing in this rundown part of town. I decided to follow her. I locked up the car and set out on foot after her.She entered.