I knocked on the door and was invited inside.The madam was a SSBBW sitting there in a very frilly negligee and face heavily made up. I would guess he... age to be close to 60 and she was still a very pretty woman. One of her tarts sat across from her. This skinny little slut of about 20 had on platform knee boots, daisy duke shorts and a tube top. I was taken back by the madam as I had never seen her in anything but sweat shirts and pants before this night. She ask me if I was look for work.. Bill had made an early start, and when he saw me in my bikini, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.It was very brief, only covering the smallest parts of my body (another gift from my devoted husband). It was white and very thin, when wet it hid nothing at all; thank goodness it had dried enough to regain some of its density. I walked into the house. He had caused me to wonder if he was really just teasing me. With his banter, could he actually fancy me? Could he do anything about it at his. He just raised his eyebrows and asked: Want to join us? I just extended my hand invitingly. With some hesitation, Brad entered the room. I went to him and while I started unzipping his jeans, I felt Kris standing behind me, sliding his finger in my asshole again. I cried, knelt pulling down Brad’s pants and started licking his dick. He was so hard and excited. From my behind, still fingering my ass, Kris entered my pussy and started fucking me vigorously. I forgot about the whole world, just. " Looking down at me she said, "I love the feeling when the ass pulls my hand inside. Amazing."I didn't say anything, but it was amazing, more than amazing. The feeling of having a woman's hand inside me was completely overwhelming. I felt her move slightly deeper and slowly curl her fingers into a fist. At first, she was perfectly still, as we both took in the wonder of her clenched hand buried inside me. The feeling was both forceful and intimate. Our bodies were inextricably joined together.