We eyed her closely as she walked through the kitchen. “Morgan, stop a minute. Spin around. Josh wants to get a better look.” Red Faced Morgan ...topped and turned around. “Sweetie, those clothes don’t flatter you. Take off that Sweat-shirt.” “Bob! I don’t have anything underneath.” “I smiled, that’s good.” Morgan looked puzzled, unwilling. “Morgan, take off the sweat-shirt. “ Reluctantly Morgan began her strip. Looking good Morgan.” Commented Josh. “Very perky, love the nipples.”. "Fuck you" he growls looking away."Now, now three that is no way to talk to your mistress is it?" I ask climbing onto the bed and up over his legs, my hands rest just under his armpits knowing this will give him a full view of my boobs. For a second His eyes reach down to my breasts as he licks his lips and his cock twitching before determination sets in and his eyes move up to mine. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers"You. Are. Not. My. Mistress."He leans his head up inches from mine, our. ’ ‘Yes, but I’m not going to be a stand in for anybody. You know that I love you Rylie….’ ‘Then why the hell not?’ she was angry now. ‘Because you’ll have this night, but tomorrow, you’ll hate me. I need you to accept me for me Rylie. I don’t want to be a substitute for anyone,’ Matt said, trying hard to keep the frustration and the hurt out of his voice. ‘You’re right.’ She sighed. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘It’s okay.’ Matt said, pulling her close to him. ‘It’s a normal reaction. You’re hurt and I guess I. Semen is made to come out of there.”I offered, and you do have a point. If not for my shield, this would be hurting me too much to let you keep going.Leila was athletic from how hard she fucked me non-stop, trying to get past what her medicine was denying her reaching. When she didn’t have anything left in the tank, I stood up and turned us around so that she was now laying on the massage table. I pounded her pussy like a madman. Her sister saw it in Leila’s eyes, but I had the place in my head.