” Without hesitation she reached under Esther’s skirt and felt the gusset of her panties.“Wow! Meet Ingrid. I have borrowed her for the weekend ...rom the Mistress on stage. She is one of her slaves. Ready to go and have some fun with these 2?” She asked, smiling. Esther nodded.“The male slave here is Peter, but we’ll call him Peta. He will drive us, won’t you?”“Yes mistress”.“Ingrid, you’d better get that cum off you and put some clothes on. Help her, Peta! But before you do you’d better put. I am a regular reader of ISS since many long years and enjoyed many of the stories shared here.Few of them that felt to be true experiences that were shared and few imagined.My sexual urges were on since very young age where with few friends in school we used to masturbate as well as buy those magazines to see the porn images of girls, lesbians, couples and used to shag seeing them.This is the incident happened with one of my friends in my college days.I am 6’1” a little on heavy side but with. She got off the bed and took her new toys into the closet and hid them in one of her shoe boxes. No sense letting Kamal see them and start thinking that he wasn’t able to take care of her properly. She looked at her watch and saw that she was going to have to hurry if she was going to pick up the kids and get back in time to have dinner ready when Kamal got home.The rest of the week flew by as she hadn’t seen the kids in almost a week and there were games to play and stories to be read. And. The group, sans me, chatted and laughed for a while. As the conversation carried on, Ally became more and more comfortable in Tony's lap. She rubbed up against his chest and he grazed her neck with his face.It wasn't long before Brad couldn't take his eyes of my wife's breast which were clad only in a soaked t-shirt. Tony noticed and smiled. "Yeah, man. She's got some spectacular tits," he said. "Cop a feel." Yeah?" Tim asked."Sure," Tony said. Ally just smiled. Tim didn't wait for a second.