She watched as Gayle’s housekeeper pulled in the freshly plowed driveway wondering what got so dirty in a house without children and without pets th...t she needed the services of a housekeeper three times a week. She wanted Gayle’s life, but with kids. Maybe, it’s a boy this time she thought allowing her hand to slowly circle her stomach as her mind imagined a tall, handsome son helping her with food shopping and household chores, such as raking leaves and shoveling snow. Having a boy this time. Are you ready, or do you need a little time first?"Faith swallowed again, and said, "Now, please, before I lose my nerve," so Steve rose from the table, gave Mary a quick kiss on the cheek, and walked around to where Faith was sitting. He helped her up, then walked her back to her room. "Be gentle, please," said Faith, to which Steve replied, "I always am, unless my partner needs it rough. I'm sure you don't need rough, so gentle it is."Steve took quite a while to get Faith's clothes off, but. "Say it again. Who owns you?"She asked her, with her pretty white playful grin on full show."You do."*Smack*"You do!"*Smack*"You own me. You own me!"Angie cried out with pleasure."Damn right, I do. You're my little slut, all for me to do with as I please."Daniella crowed as she gave Angie's buttcheek a gentle soothing rub."And as rightful owner of this lovely arse, I think it's only right that I do exactly what I want with it, while you just lay there and take it. Don't you think so, too?"She. “She’s taking my dressing gown off,” she thought to herself feeling a strange calmness. It didn’t seem wrong or inappropriate as she watched the material folding around her tummy and sliding down her arms. She didn’t feel that anything out of the ordinary was happening as she saw it slide off each of her breasts. And she didn’t for one moment think of stopping her friend or doing anything at all as both of the small, pink tipped breasts were reflected at both of them by the mirror.Mandy didn’t.