.. so I stop the delicious torture and lower them to the floor.Sitting on the toilet, I place one foot on the handicap railing, lean back and close my...eyes, my pussy opening itself to the cool air. My hands go to my overheated core, rubbing my thighs and tickling my lips before spreading those lips and dipping inside for some of my own natural lube. My right hand starts to rub my clit (softly at first) while my left cups my breast. I squeeze and pinch my nipple as I picture you there,. “Here, let me get a little more comfortable.” I wiggled my ass back and forward causing his dick to move around inside me more. It kept going deeper in me. It filled my pussy. As I was riding my son’s friends dick, I looked over at my sun. Mike was still pushing his dick in me as hard as he could. “If only he knew. Here I am almost naked, fucking his friend right next to him As i finished thinking that Mike pushed hard in me. “How soon do you think you will come?” he asked me.“Soon, Mike real. Almost mechanically, I stood and got dressed in his gift, which was stunningly comfortable, albeit a little mismatched with my favorite flats I had worn to work. But then I realized he had left sandals with it too, set to the side, and I put those on instead, feeling a weird disconnect between the act that had just happened and my beautiful new clothes. I was like a princess, but the filthiest, sluttiest whore of a princess at the same time. I cleaned up the back storage room in a daze, using. Before I could fall asleep I had toask what she was expecting of me when my week of service started."Pretty much everything you had me do," Amy replied before rolling overand drifting off to sleep with a sly smile on her face.Amy was up early the next day. As we were sharing a morning pot ofcoffee she flitted about the kitchen. She told me she was working on mylist. I knew she meant she was preparing a list of expectations as I hadcreated for her. She finished her coffee and said she had some.