She had been dreading this question ever since the day she had brought her adopted daughter home from the airport, where the Social Services from Ital... had brought little Angelina, then two weeks old, to America to hand her over to her adoptive parents.Anna turned to smile at her daughter. At fourteen, Angie was beautiful. Tall and slender, with waist-length silky jet-black hair and dark eyes, a contrast to her smooth flawless porcelain skin.Angie stood there, patiently awaiting her mother's. Her body was incredible. He couldn't see not one flaw in her. Her skin was so smooth and smelled of something so sweet that it was hard to describe what it was. Jake rolled Lucinda over and lay her down. He stood up to remove his pants and boxers.Lucinda stared at her son's cock. It was so big and thick. She could see he trimmed his pubes. She wanted to taste him again, to drink his warm cum, and to have him inside of her. She wanted him so much that night. The thought of not being able to see. This was almost too unlikely to believe, but what the hell, I decided to give it a try and see how far I could make this go. Could I really let another man fuck my wife?Over the next several weeks, we had Mel over for dinner and we went out to the movies together a few times. Jeri fixed him up with some of her girlfriends from work, but nothing clicked. All the while, I was making casual hints about Jeri and me to Mel, trying to see if he showed any interest, He seemed genuinely concerned about. Sandy closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling – loving the way her Mistress was demonstrating her control over Sandy while all of these women watched; feeling how her Mistress's actions stoked her arousal still further."Let us begin!" With this, Mistress stepped away from Sandy and ordered her to turn so that her side was facing the audience. Mistress now stood several large steps away from her and, Sandy saw for the first time, was holding in her hands the collar that Sandy had kissed.