” The sound of the hairdryer had been replaced with the sound of music as Tina got to the make-up and dressing stage of her preparations. I made no...comment as Angela returned with a large bottle of sexual lubricant - judging by how much of the contents had been used, Angela liked to play - a lot. “I want you to do it like this,” she said, kneeling on the floor with her bum up. She spread her cheeks, offering me perfect access to both her pussy and arsehole. Her arsehole looked so tight that. Theharder I tried the more lifelike they became. I couldsee the big veins that carried the lifeblood to thatthick black cock my wife was either sucking or ridingat this very minute. I could hear the deep moans andwhimpers as her tiny mouth stretched to take that thickcock. I was sure Marcus would empty a cup full of hotcum deep into her throat. Somehow I managed to getthrough the afternoon and soon her car lights werelighting up the drive.I met her at the door with a kiss and a hug. “Oh. What I deemed slutty may upset the Master. I quickly decided less was the best and picked a super short mini skirt that met my ass mid cheek. The bra-like top had holes for my nipples to protrude through. I surveyed myself in mirror, a true whorish sex slave, looked back at me in the reflection. I hoped the Master would approve and possibly reward me. As I entered the kitchen I immediately saw the bulge in his pants. Being so submissive and wanting to please him, I took this physical view to. ' I felt a rivulet ofsweat trickle down my back as nervousness reared its ugly head."Come in Dave, I'm in 4C. I still have to put my makeup on so I'll leavethe door unlocked. Just let yourself in," I said, pushing the lock buttonon the intercom unit.Running to the front door, I unlocked it, made sure it would open fromoutside and returned to my bedroom. Sitting in front of my dressing table Iwondered what to do with my makeup. 'Casual the man said, yeah right,' Ithought and began to put on the.