”“Oh, I see,” I say.“What about you? What do you prefer in the bedroom or in a partner?” she asks. “Honestly, I have no idea,” I say.“...ou know what that means?” she asks. “Huh?” I ask.“You are most likely a bottom submissive. Because a man knows if he’s a dom. The fact that you don’t know what you are means you’re a submissive,” she says. “I don’t know about that. I mean, would submissives go at life like the way I do?” I ask, a demure grin appearing on my lips. “Hun, your financial and social. Sedendosi la pelliccia si è aperta a mostrare una gonna nera con lo spacco che lascia fuori la coscia verso di me , bella coscia, appare morbida, polpaccio ben tornito…. Camicetta di seta grigia, stretta sul seno abbondante, aveva detto quinta misura…. “Eccomi… ti piaccio?” dice con fare ammiccante…. Sorrido , la tirò a me e le pianto la lingua in bocca, reagisce subito, si struscia sul mio corpo, la mano va subito alla patta, cerca di sbottonare i pantaloni, la aiuto, sfila il cazzo ed inizia. Then i brought the legs in the same l position and pushed them back touching her breasts and stomach. I was getting heavenly pleasure whereas i can not express the lust and satisfaction she was experiencing. Suddenly, i felt that my orgasm was building inside me, but i still did not want to cum so i removed my dick out of her pussy to give it a little rest, while my finger was rubbing her erect clit to keep her warm and horny. I must say that she had already had two orgasms till i removed my. Neil said, "We didn't order this."Sally said, "I ordered it for you dear. I know you need to recharge after last night."Then I got my answer. Sally and her mother were now Neil's wives. We all smiled at Neil.Neil looked trapped. We loaded our plates like it was the last breakfast.We turned back to Bob. I asked, "Did it hurt?"Bob answered, "No. It feels very nice. I suppose you all want treatments.There was a masculine grunt of yes.Bob said, "I'll talk to Mary/Fran."Sally asked, "What?"Neil.