As soon as I finished my workout (which had left a nice shiny gleam on my smooth golden thighs and legs, but ruined my light evening make up) I began ...o feel that desperate little need to have my vibrator inside me again. Boy, I was going to need a super strong session. After a long sensual warm bath I was as fresh as a daisy, but horny as a nymph. I let my hair dry on its own and slipped on pink gingham print, thong panties. After applying a light, evening foundation, blue eyeliner, slanting. He took her fully. And yet, the power was always underpinned by an erotic politics of equity. Every time they fucked she had to ask him to stop the second his perfect cock slid into her tight pussy. She needed a moment to breathe, to encounter the delicious impossible task of stopping herself from coming instantly, of resisting dissolution into the full-body orgasms he artfully elicited in her so she could fuck him slowly until they came together.She almost always failed and came within. "Master Bud," she said over the noise of the water, "your slave requests the privilege of washing her master. Slaves Julie and Kathleen have requested to share my punishment if this request displeases you."Just once, Bud wished he could be really ready for what the women came up with. On the other hand, one of the reasons he loved them all was their spirit. The question at hand, though, was whether he should let Kim wash him. It was a certainty that she would soon be fondling his hard cock.. After about 2 hours she left, I sneaked into her room and, started going through her luggage and, then I found her used clothes I took out the panties and, started smelling them, it was sweet and, sour. I had an erection within seconds. I took off all my clothes and, wore her used bra took out a new pair of panties wore it and, kept inhaling the sweet smell of her pussy from the used ones and, started rubbing my dick. In all this I failed to notice the sound of foot steps, suddenly the door.