It was from Collette. She was excited to hear from us and accepted our invitation to host her for an evening of fun. I had to pinch myself to make sur... I wasn’t dreaming. I called to Galatea and we set a date for Friday night (two days away.) *Collette arrived at our place at around ten o’clock. She wore the tiniest little black dress that seemed to burst at its seams. Her tits were just begging to be let out. I let her in and introduced her to Galatea. Galatea wore this funky little half-shirt. Her struggling gave an opportunity to admire her firm 34c tits struggling to break free of the confines of a pink lacy bra.I slowly teased her nipples through the lacy material of her bra she screamed again and unleashed another volley of obscenities. With that I flicked out my switchblade and cut the bra from her, her scream of outrage was thunderous. Her tits hardly sagged at all and she had long nipples, I was delighted that I had decided to use the clamps, her nipples were made for them!. I. It always allowed me to move my body over it in rhythmic motions that brought out feelings of sexual bliss. I never needed anything with ridges to get off. As long as something hard was deep inside me, I always made it work. Once I started to move my body up and down over the bedpost, I could feel my ruffled lips part and stretch to numbing tingles. The feeling always sent shivers through my body as my pussy lips pulled apart to slide over the round oval apparatus. Lowering myself back over it. He's wearing a dress for criying out loud!"Travis nodded, took me by my hand gently and led me to the living room. "I'll fuck you, but on a few conditions: One, all your holes are fair game. Two, we start recording these sessions. Three, I'm taking over your life Kim. If I send a man here, you fuck him, no questions asked. When you go out in public, you are to dress like a slut - lots of high mini skirts, low cut blouses or tops off the shoulder. No bra or panties ever. Four, no condoms ever..