”“Yes, please,” I responded. “Please feed me your cum.”At this, he pulled his pants down, and once again his cock sprang out. I grabbed it w...th one hand and dropped to my knees. I took it into my mouth and starting sucking up and down on it. My mouth was creating so much saliva that it became immediately lubricated.“Let’s see if you’ve gotten any better at deepthroating,” he said, grabbing the back of my head again.He pressed his cock to the back of my throat, and I was able to suppress my gag. "So little girl, how are we doing?" Peter strolled back in the office, awet rag around his neck, his shirt sweaty and opened down to the fourthbutton, his hairy chest fully exposed. Now was I interested? I mean, I was looking, but interested? Sexuallylooking and thinking 'oh what a hot fucking stud, I want that.' No, Idon't think so. I think my thoughts were more jealousy oriented, wantingto look like that, to have the muscles, the hair, the build, and yes,well his cock too. I know my mother. When he came back out he told me to go in. The clerk there said my husband had left instructions for her to help me in selecting a special outfit to 'Wow' him with, as she put it. I pretty much knew he had meant that it would be for you to see too. I was really nervous about the whole idea, but as I was shown different things, it got kinda naughty, neat to imagine."Apparently I wasn't to say what I got, only to wear it, if I dared. Hearing that, I wondered if she had guessed it wasn't just for. She stripped naked, inserted her butt plug which made her wince as she had forgotten to lube it in her excitement. She sat on the edge of her desk chair and started toying with her pussy with the dildo. Seconds later her computer beeped and opened the email that Natalie had sent her.‘Dear Lauren, Firstly you did not address me as ‘Mistress Natalie’ which you will be punished for.Secondly, when you arrive at my house I will strip you of all your clothes, take you down to my basement.