She'd finished one stint on the bar and had an hours break before the next and final session of the night, so we got ourselves a drink and sat outside...in the twilight while I told them all about our intentions."Hey that's brilliant," Paige laughed and clapped her hands with genuine pleasure."We could come and work for you every season." That'd be great, girls," I smirked, "But we intend to have a house rule that underwear may not be worn." Who thought of that one?" came from Claire."I did.". THERE IS EUPHORIA IN MY TOTAL BODY AND SOUL as well. He fucks and fucks and fucks me, he fucks me nonstop up my ass. I quiver with every forceful thrust, I shudder with the speed and pace of the fucking size and strength of him, his cock plugging in and out of me fucking me senseless. My moans change into cries for more, feeling my balls slick and wet with lube and my own fucked up ass juices oozing out and sweat dripping between my legs. My boy hole, my prostate rammed again. And again. And. I cooked the guys a couple of steaks for dinner and as I started the washing up, Joe walked up behind me“I’ve laid your outfit on the bed for you. This evening is important to me so I want you to behave” Joe said“I won’t let you down master” I repliedI finished the dishes and made my way into the bedroom, there on the bed was red PVC skater dress and a pair of matching fetish boots with a 6” heel and 2” platform.“No underwear tonight” Joe called from the living room “you won’t be needing. ‘Pierre,’ he replied, shaking her hand and trying not to become completely aroused by the touch of her supple skin on his. And that was it. As suddenly as she’d appeared in his life, she was called to another conversation by another interesting guest. What on earth could Pierre do that would hold the attention of Catharine? Probably nothing. But it was too late, she was a part of him now, one he could not shake. Days drifted into weeks, weeks into months and Catharine still filled Pierre’s.