Bob’s feeling was that if you have a trophy wife who looks like a porn star, she should dress accordingly and flaunt her superb, voluptuous figure i... every way possible.The spectacular orange decorated body was topped by a gorgeous, sensuous face. That stunning visage, haloed by long, thick black hair, always had an “I’m doable” expression on it, that went perfectly with her risqué costumes. He never tired of the mind-boggling attire she wore, and the ogling attention it attracted. His. Tristan, there is something I need to tell you, but I have to be sure first.Her emotions washed over him. She mouthed the words "I love you" and smiled.He smiled back. "I love you too."About half an hour later, a large black ship emerged from the darkness of space. Tristan could see through the front ports that it was a long cone-shaped vessel with what appeared to be a bridge structure toward the forward end of the ship. The pilot manoeuvred their small craft to a large, open docking bay at. He saw his mother's stern look and didn't want to tell her that he had just made love to his sexy sister. "On me."Mom raised a brow. "On you?" Yes. I-I masturbated and didn't want to leave a mess so I used a condom."Mom's eyes widened. "Ok, that's a little too much information. I get it."She walked out leaving Ryan feeling embarrassed. Ryan then got up and when he moved, he realized Natalie had left behind her white lacey panties. He grabbed them and held them in his hand. They were still wet. ”“Yes, Master,” I nodded as I put on those stockings. “You look perfect,” he laughed. “Today, it's training day. We'll go to the biggest room.”“What should I do, Master?”“It's easy. Just crawl around on all fours and politely ask other men, if they'd like a free blowjob from a little whore. Explain to them that you need practice, since you are obsessed with cock. Of course, swallow every drop of cum and let everyone have fun with your body. You are not allowed to jack off and you are not.