Put your feet up on the foot of the bed. You can watch my slave and fantasize about what he can do to you while I …. Well, let’s just say while I...earn my keep!Mistress then began rubbing and squeezing the soft padded flesh of my wife’s pussy. Other than the slit, nothing is usually evident of my wife’s pussy, just looking at her. Yet Mistress was not daunted. She squeezed a good pinch of flesh at the top of Lauren’s sex and shook it lightly then rapidly relaxed and clamped on the. I guided my 7-inch dick towards her, and slid its head down between the lips from the top, brushing her stiff clitoris on the way down. She gasped and tensed, raising her head to look down at what I was doing. I pushed in slowly, my cock entering he warm body as if it was meant to stay there. She groaned, and closed her eyes, opening her legs to allow me entrance. I pushed farther, her soaking wet pussy easily accepting my rod. I felt resistance with two inches left to go, so, I drew out,. That would be great.”They finished setting up and sat down at the table. Mike across from Karen in the six chair table.“Jennie, where are you? We’re waiting!”Jennie makes an entrance right then. She’s changed into a sundress, obviously bought when she was shorter as it was nearly halfway up her thighs and bounced as she moved. Still bare legged and barefoot, but her hair was neatly combed with its trademark strip of color, this time blue. She had put on makeup and perfume as well. He knew he. . Just a thought) Can’t be because of my rebuttals, because until now I’ve never responded to any and that’s because I didn’t feel a need too. Yet again, as contrite as that sounds, every review is welcomed and read by this so called ‘Author’.On the other hand, the stories, like I mentioned, are free and that’s pretty damn cheap at half the price, so then, with lackadaisical proof readings if any at best, obviously no editors involved, you just get the ‘pot luck’ of what I throw together,.