" You going to do your best to see that hubby eats regularly?" Yes, sir." Well, you'd better. Because I'm going to keep posted with Pete here. And may...e he and I will trade off from time to time if he's willing, just so I can see that you're doing your duty." He beamed at her for a moment, grinning with delight at her humiliation, then waved his hand toward Jim. "Go ahead. Two pancakes. Nothing more. I don't want him to get to feeling too good, and think he should try something. That would be. Our first warning of this was when I felt soft, cool lips kiss the back of my neck, and then descend as low as they could go, albeit slowly, until their owner actually kissed my ass. I felt a shiver, as a pair of obviously female hands wrapped themselves around my waist and something rubbed against my butt-crack. By now, I had gone in for a few more strokes inside Melissa’s pussy, so I pulled out and faced Farah and Henry, who now pressed his cock against her booty.“Fuck my wife, slave. Give it. * I tell her I that I need her address if I'm going to drive her home. She gives me an address that isn't too far from where we are, but just far enough to have some fun on the way. I hold her door open for her and say, "Two rules. First, that sexy little dress has to be up to your waist while in my car so I can see that beautiful fucking pussy and play with it while I drive. The second rule is that dress has to be removed the moment we walk through the front door." With a smile, she looks. ” “Thanks, picked her up couple days ago, been breaking her in ever since, but now I think it’s time for a real test. You’re all ready I see.” “Yea, had to make a beer run last night, kind of cracked a case I was supposed to bring up, ha-ha.” “You’re such a drunk, you know that?” “Yea, I hear that a lot now get your ass out of the truck and help me load these cases will ya? There’s a couple more up in the garage. Oh who else is coming, I know Mike and Denise are meeting us up there, but who.