I pinched her left nipple, she moaned in front of her husband."Brenda!!" he said again. Frank had a worried look on his face. "What can I say Frank.... Truth be told. Your wife is mine now. She does what I tell her. If you want to still be married to her. You will do what I say. You both will do what I tell you. Now get on the ground, in front of my chair. What yours is mine. Get on your knees. Stick out your tongue. Look at your wife used pussy. She is dripping her juices and my. I keep telling her not only are you exposing your body to these guy's , but they are jerking off to your hot body. She really loves this fantasy !! Well one night we were out and I asked if she would really like to try this fantasy! She said ok she felt she was safe doing this because she was with me! First we stopped at a store and we picked out something for her to wear. She picked out sweat pants and and top to wear. The top zipped up in the front and the sweat pants were soft and perfect. Neither of the girls seemed to mind in the least.Moving her mouth to the opposite knoll of breast, Paula's tongue, wet and pink, flicked out from behind her lips and lashed back and forth across the new nipple it found. Vigorously, she worked her oral digit until the black-haired girl moaned for her to stop. When she did, she opened her mouth and stuffed as much of the titflesh as she could into her. She ate, contented with the silken textured cushion of flesh her mouth had found. She sucked. I had to ride every weekend, and Daisy and I became good friends. She was remarkably calm, and her top speed seemed to be an ambling trot.I did little pen sketches of her friends riding and gave them to the girls as a remembrance. Their parents were duly impressed when they found out who did the sketches. I got thank you notes and invitations to dinner as a family, so we all went. I was impressed with the mansions, and one hak a very nice art collection. There was probably.