A girl I knew, let methink--Leslie was her name, she saw me outside and said, 'We just got apool. Do you want to come over for a swim?' I told her I...would be overafter I got my trunks. We swam for awhile and she excused herself tochange out of her one-piece swimsuit. After she came back, I could notkeep from gazing at her top, I could see her bra underneath, so I said,'must be a bother to have to wear a bra.' She told me, 'It is justsomething girls get used to, unless they want have. From there I decided it was my turn. She began to suck me. She licked my balls and my shaft. Her tongue worked my cock, she slowly, seductively looked into my eyes and said, "Are you enjoying your fantasy?" I told her, "Hell yeah." She slowly whispered, "Are you ready for the next part? Are you ready for Travis to stick his cock into my pussy?" I whispered, "Yes."She again seductively told me, "Are you ready for him to fuck me? Are you ready to see your wife get fucked?" I told her I couldn't. The living room had a flat screen TV and a glass table in the middle of the room. The couch was black leather and by the quality I could see it came from Italy. “So, uh…what do you think?” He sounded nervous, like if I didn’t approve he’d break his neck trying to make it to my likening. “It’s… beautiful.” I was amazed, I wished that I lived here! I’d been born and raised as an American, but truly wished to live in Italy! It was a beautiful place and George went there almost every summer. “I’m. If you see me as a slut, than i guess i am a slut, Mistress.? Kara just looked at me and shook her head.At this point, Master joined us with another man and a woman. ?odalisque, this is Bud and Caroline. They were nice enough to invite me to speak, with some persuading from Kara, and to invite us to this party.? Bud put out his hand, instinctively, i guess. i turned so he could see slave’s wrists fastened together behind slave’s back. ?i am sorry, Bud Sir, but i can not shake your hand.?Bud’s.