Without waiting for the crop, I pressed my mouth right over the soft, velvety flesh between Christmas’s legs. My mouth came open and I explored. Her...pussy was wet, her lips puffy and her clitoris was a slippery marble of excitement. Christmas sagged with a happy groan as I licked. “Enough of that you two! Inside, now!” Amy barked. With a mixture of regret and relief, I shuffled inside on my hands-and-knees and closed the door. At least I tried to. Blocking the doorway were two enormous men. His other hand reaches down for the leg band of His suit. He pulls your head back, slips His fingers under the leg of His suit, and slips it over the head and shaft of His cock. You can't believe what you see before you. Massive mushroom head, cut, wide shaft that seems to go on and on and on before it disappears back under that magical lycra. "Now, suck on that!" The words spur you to action, both hands grab onto that shaft and you try hard to get the head in your mouth. Your own cock couldn't. After a week of hard work, I relax by dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn't like my fetish, but this agreement, once a week seems to work for us. But this last week was to be totally different. It started out like any other Friday night session. I got home from work and took a quick shower and a short nap. I was tired from a. I found a private cubicle and put on the fishnets. I replaced my straightclothes and as I smoothed out the creases I could feel the fishnet fabricunderneath.As we returned to the car I could see something was wrong. One of thewindows had been forced open and the passenger door was wide. My bag wasgone! It had contained my clothes and shoes, my hotel reservation and allmy money. I had nothing for a whole weekend but what I was standing up in.What was I going to do?"I'm so sorry sweetie; we.