And you are," I added."Oh well, in that case," Grace teased. "Carry on. Don't let me interruptyou."Grace did look beautiful too. She was wearing a ...right red, silk mini-skirt, and a tight white pullover. She was also wearing stockings and blackhigh heels. I suspected she was wearing the heels because she was going tobe trying on wedding gowns."I think I'll give our moms a call," Grace said. "We need to get moving.Mandy will be meeting us at the wedding shop."I finished organizing. I am 37, tall thin and plain, most men I work with think I am a bitch. My past holds some very murky secrets and I keep them locked away. I love sex and the sluttier the better, I suppose I am what most men describe as easy, but when I need sex and get the itch I have to have it. When I got married I stupidly vowed I would not wander, that lasted about 4 weeks and I found myself under a married guy I met at a conference!I had a cyber relationship with a guy who wanted to analyse everything I. A woman leaned over and whispered to me, “Excellent job, slut. That was very…entertaining. Your master has trained you well.” She winked at you and smiled. She asked you, “Can I touch your slave’s body? She has very nice tits.” She had a hungry look in her eyes. You nodded to her and she reached in and squeezed my nipple. She looked back at you and whispered thanks as she walked away. That seemed to break some sort of spell that was over the crowd, as even though I was still straddling you,. She wiggled her ass again for me.I smiled as I inched closer with my hard cock. I spit in my right hand as I jacked my cock twice before I bent my knees and quickly got my cock under her fat ass. I could feel her big cunt lips part on the tip of my cock. I heard her scream again as my cock pushed deep into her tight pussy. She was gripping my cock as I began to pound her wet pussy. I put my hands on her hips. I looked around. No one was watching us. She was bent over at the waist. Her big fat.