Keep sucking your own cock!" She commanded.Obediently, John returned to sucking his cock, taking the head into his mouth and swirling his tongue aroun... the head. Jennifer was enjoying this. She began stroking her strap on again, watching John giving himself head. He did have a nice big cock. She thought of sucking it herself, feeling it in her pussy, maybe. Both thoughts had her dripping. But she wanted to keep the mistress/pet relationship. She wanted John to be her toy.She got on the bed,. She was very feminine, usually wearing a dress and she was very curvy. Not fat, but curvy. Her hair was long and red, copper coloured and it really suited her. She also liked to flirt, and when our spouses were not there, we'd flirt outrageously. I admit that I often found it difficult to walk around her because I didn't want her to see how hard she got me at times.The day that things changed seemed normal. It was a Thursday, so I dropped my daughter, Jessica, and Sandy's son Darren at. Dorri and I are relaxed and totally naked with our arms around each other as her guests enter. Dorri had planned this moment and told me she wanted me to flaunt my flaccid cock for them. “Even flaccid you are bigger than most men’s erections.“This is Michael for your pleasure and mine,” Dorri tells her associates as the male concierge opens the door for them and ogles our naked bodies. I am flattered at his reaction as he stares at my flaccid cock before he leaves.Instead of two males, I am. I threw off my robe and quickly rummaged through the drawer of my night stand. In the back of the drawer, I found it: a huge black rubber dildo. I had never used it – my husband had given it to me years ago as a joke. It was so big I never even thought about using it; it seemed so huge that I thought it would tear me apart. Why did the fact that this was an interracial fantasy turn me on so much? I didn’t spend any time trying to think it through; I just imagined that Cameron had stepped out.