"Get up sleepyhead. It is late, your wife and I had already a nicelittle talk. This is the first day of the rest of your new life.Consider it from now...on your birthday Maid Greta. Out of your bednow. You will now forever call me only Mistress, no more Jasmine,this name will be reserved only for my Slut Janet. You will do thatfrom now on, never forget that. Is that clear?" I groaned but nodded,then I got up quickly. "What a pretty nighty for a pretty Maid. Mynew slut Janet has already taken. The woman was perched between them and she was on her knees. Her back was rounded over as she bent to him, so that neither her face nor her form could be made out. She held the base of his organ with one hand to steady it. The other she used to cup his testicles, or deliver a shocking probe to an area that Richardson used to only dream about as he watched his stag movies. The woman—one might say artist—had great skills. As Richardson would thrust up, with a final effort in preparation for the. She looked radiant spicy hot in that attire.We booked a cab to the restaurant. It was 9.30 by the time we reached the restaurant. By the time we were finishing our dinner, there were hardly a few people in the restaurant. We paid our bill and were about to leave. Maya wanted to wash her hands. She asked me to wait for a minute. She moved towards the hand wash, I followed her. Maya washed her hands and turned around. She was surprised to see me standing close to her. Before she could understand. Briley and I often trade out on who is more aggressive. Sometimes she is on top fucking me with her hands on my throat, or stroking my cock and bringing me to the brink many many times…finally making me cum all over her tits and neck after I am pretty much begging to do so. It is very very hot. Sometimes she is on all fours and I am pulling her hair, holding her down, and fucking her as hard as I can as she tries to squirm away. When it gets to be too much for her she tries to drop down (almost.