” I answered feeling submissive but turned on at the same time. “I’m sorry Master but my husband was beside me in our bed when you called.”�...�Did I ask for excuses, slut?” Vincent asked me.“No Master. I promise to always talk to you when you call, even if Paul is beside me.” I answered.“I’ll tell you why I phoned. I bet you want some muscular, big cocked men to fuck you. Don’t you slut?” Vincent asked.“Yes. Yes I want to get my pussy, ass and throat plowed with big cock by muscular studs. And most of all, I loved him.7.Karl abruptly transferred his zone of interest, applying his fingers tomy underarms. Gaping with shock, I squirmed and bucked from stem tostern, desperate to evade those torturing digits. Karl nodded in opensatisfaction, enjoying the texture of my soft, ivory flesh. Havingconcluded with the entr?e, it was time to move on to the plat principal.This would be the equivalent of a three course banquet in which mytender young body would be served up as the main. She used to enjoy it. She was excited about my kisses. I got courage and I used to ask her kiss selfies which she sent. I used to enjoy. I used to describe her and I’ll send kiss smilies to each and every part of her. She understood my intentions. From then on we had somewhat similar to sex chat. She once sent me nude photos too.We decided to meet. She is from Bangalore, I am from Chennai. Her hubby is more possessive and does not show his love. He used to treat her as a sex machine. I showed. If that’s what is upsetting you then stop, please. I’m the one who should be worrying about that. not you.”She started to cry. I held her in my arms, and felt Kate wrap her arms around both of us.“Oh, Alex, I’m so sorry,” she sobbed. “I feel like I’ve been being so silly. But this all happened so fast, and ... I...”“Yes,” I agreed, “it did happen fast. But I’m playing for keeps here. Honest. I’m not going anywhere, Jess.”We held her for a few more minutes, then disengaged. Jess gave each of us.