We seem to be on the same wavelength. She seems to know exactly where I want to go and how to push me there down a path I have never been. The juices...are dripping all the way down my wife’s ass. I briefly consider trying to see if she is horny enough to let me do her anal, but I decide not to ruin a good thing and save it for some other time. I grab the camera and get a close-up of my cock sliding in. Her ability to hold the position is amazing, though I know it cannot last forever. I now have. Her hair must be piled up under her cap. She carried a sign that said "Darren Davis." Stephanie, I am Darren Davis," he said, stepping up to the lovely chauffeur."Welcome, Mr. Davis. Do you have any bags?" Just the one, Stephanie." Her body language made it obvious that she wanted to play this as if they were strangers."Follow me, sir."Darren whispered under his breath, "To the ends of the earth," as he watched her walk in front of him. He felt his pants tighten. The tails of her top swept back. I thought the black looked nice with my blonde hair. Even at thirty four, I was still pretty trim and firm. John picked me up and said that I looked great and would not look out of place at all. It was a short drive to the club house. When we arrived, I was nervous and became even more so when John said that he was my master for the evening and that I would only refer to him as “Master John”. He then pulled out a leather collar and leash and said that I had to wear it for the. As they reached her chair Tommy lowered his head behind his s1ster to try to get past her unnoticed, but Lindsay stopped, dropped her bag on the next deck chair she said, “Hey Jesse.”Tommy’s jaw dropped as the beautiful dark haired girl lifted her eyes from her magazine and cried out, “Hey Linz,” and as he realized that she was his s1ster’s new friend Jesse, his stomach started to churn.The two beautiful girls gave each other a friendly hug, and then with a sly grin on her face Lindsay said,.