I didn't go for a bra as I wanted something to catch Marlons eye so I threw on some open toe boots and headed out the door making sure my cleavage was...on full show.Alot was going through my mind at this point as I walked towards Marlons. Was I really going to fuck this black man while my husband was clueless at work? How will I tell Mike? Will Marlon actually want me or has his flirting been purely innocent?None of that mattered. My pussy was soaking and I needed this. I reached the front door. .she rolled her nipples between her fingers and then around to C getting on the bed to sleep. V and I got under the sheet and started some intense touchy feely and she quietly said we'd have to wait until we were alone for sex..I told her to tell me where to stop as I slipped my hand into her panties..she said she would and I looked at the other bed and J was watching us with her hand rubbing her tit and one pulling her thong aside and sliding her finger in her pussy! She saw me looking and. She gasped and whimpered and shook her head as if to say, No, please. I forgot myself, Master, but I will be good for you. I will be a good slave for you! But she knew if she spoke out of turn he would only become more severe. A tear soaked into the scarf as she realized that she had suddenly lost whatever ground she had towards pleasing him. You're so stupid! "What do you think you are doing, girl? I told you to open those fuck-ing legs, bitch." The words battered her without his ever. When they made noises I said, ‘Your breakfast will be on the table in twenty minutes. If you need a bathroom there’s one near the kitchen.’ They were in the house in fifteen minutes. They shared the bathroom and came to breakfast with scrubbed faces. Donna served eggs, sausage, toast and jam. They both drank two cups of coffee. Donna and I watched. When they were done I sat with them and said, ‘You get to make choices. Dad says I can give you back your purses. You can use your phones to call.