“„I'm very flattered.“„You should be.“Regina suddenly threw her arms around me and kissed me passionately, the heat of her body radiating th...ough the thin, silky material of the robe. I kissed her back. Marveling once again at the narrowness of her waist as my arms fell around her. She only let it go on long enough to get interesting before turning to open an arched door at her back. She ushered me inside.The chamber into which Regina led me was like something out of Sheherazade, a fantasy. The slut wasn’t even wearing any bra. A flimsy black thong was all that was underneath. I eyed my prize for the night and couldn’t believe my luck. She started touching herself. Her second mistake for the night.I took her hands and kept them above her head and slapped her boobs. “Who told you that you can touch yourself? You need permission for that slut. Do you understand”? I slapped her boobs again harder. I then gave a few slaps on her cheeks. “Sorry master…..” was all she could come up. For the time he was there, John and I went back to normal, not touching each other and I played it off cool. For the rest of the time I did fully unbutton and let my caramel skin show. He looked over at my boobs, every second and my ex was looking at me with in a fowl way. After the whole period, I was about to leave when John pulled me by my hand and said to go over to his house, I was surprised that he asked me, with his stammering words and pale face. I think he had blue balls or something.. After cutting each bra strap he slid his left hand down to the front of her thong panties. He pulled the front of the panties up and away from Brenda’s body. He slipped the knife blade between her body and waist strap at her hip and cutting the flimsy material, then he cut the waist strap over the other hip. The panties were still running through Brenda’s cunt lips and ass cheeks. He pulled the material away in one quick motion and threw the ruined garment on the ground. In what seemed like.