That's not how she's dressed tonight.Her long legs are encased in painted-on jeans that show every curve of her legs and ass. Her top is black fishnet... and she ain't wearing a bra. Lindy's auburn hair is loosed and kinky, a look I happen to love. And she's wearing bright red lipstick on her pouty little mouth.The babe she has her arm around is equally hot. She's shorter, and rounder and with a lot more curves. Lush is the only word for it.This chick is dyed blonde, with way too much makeup and. The envelope was addressed to Miss Stacey. Mistress smiled and led me to the room, allowing me to open the door and following me into the room. She ordered me to strip and to give her my clothes, which she took and placed in the wardrobe, locking the door afterwards and pocketing the key. She took a key from her purse and then unlocked the case, she gestured for me to open it. I opened the case and found it crammed with ladies clothing. Mistress led me to the bathroom and orderd me into the. I kissed her neck and suggested we finish our work so we can play for real.She pulled my head down and tongued me. Her warm breath grazed my neck softly as my saliva dripped into her mouth and onto her chin from our sweet kiss. Sasha wiped her chin and giggled as I went and sat in my chair, and we began working.At around 1 pm, Helen brought us lunch. Sasha and I ate while staring at each other from across the long table. She bit her lip and squeezed her breast to tease me and I chuckled. He then pulled his dick out for a moment and squirted his cum across my pussy lips and then shoved his still spurting cock back inside of me, triggering a head-spinning orgasm. Believe me, that’s just not the type of sex you have with the man you’ve been sleeping with for more than thirty years!It’s more than just fucking, it’s a true sexual event. And that’s what I want when I have sex, a sexual event. It’s the ultimate: the most intimate, the most primal sexual act I can have. I want it to be.