She playfully slapped my naked chest.“Up, slave!” She ordered. “Time to eat.”I followed Helga upstairs. She hadn’t taken the end of my leash... The three women looked expectantly at us.“Our slave knows what to do,” Helga announced, “and for a beginner...”She turned around, grabbed me and kissed me on the lips.“...he’s great!” she finished.“You haven’t put your marker on his collar,” Edith observed.“I haven’t? I forgot. I’ll do it now.”Helga pulled a length of blue wool from the end of her girdle.. "Off now or I'll rip it off," I said trying to sound masterful.She didn't reply but just giggled while she pulled her thin knitted top over her head to reveal her non-too sexy bra. Jan is not that big in the tit department, just a 34 B+, and she doesn't need to wear a bra but despite my constant urging she still almost always does."What are you going to do to me?" she asked as she unclipped her bra."Just wait and see slut," I almost whispered.She may not be big and busty like her younger sister. From my unit to lift, I need to pass 2 other units daily and in one of the house there is an Indian family staying. In their family: Husband, wife and ~6 years old daughter. Wife name is Anita and she is housewife. She is normal Indian looking, not fair and not dark as well, in her late twenties I guess, But I like her simple and casual looks. When I pass by her units I had eye contacts few times initially and we slowly started talking whenever we take lift together or when meet outside. I. “Yes, Rob! Please–oohhh, fuck me! Fuck me, Rob!”I thrust my hips into your ass and your fingers claw at the chipped paint of my truck. You rock back and forth, pushing your hips into my cock thrusting to match my rhythm. Oh, fuck, yes. God, right there. “Yes, yesss—oh my god, fuck me, yeah! Yeah!” Your voice carries as your body jostles with the force of my thick cock being shoved in and out of your soaking wet pussy. The truck shakes beneath us.“Yes, don’t stop. Please. Don’t stop.”My hips.