.. well, she wasn't very happy. The next week, though, she was back. She begged me to instruct her; to show her how to be a Domme for her husband and ...e tried ... we tried over the next week ... but she just wasn't able to pull it off; she much preferred to be a slave. So she begged me to teach her how to be that; how to fit inside her husband's new kinky world. We worked on it for days and she was learning but not fast enough. An important day was approaching and she wanted to surprise him on. Gin lead Dawn towards one of the tables on the far side of the dance floor. Her hand rested lightly on Dawn's shoulder. At first, Dawn wasn't sure how comfortable she was with the other woman's touch. After a moment, she relaxed and accepted it. Gin wasn't stroking her or moving her hand around. It was just a friendly gesture.Dawn's eyes darted around the club as she followed Gin's lead. There were all sorts of women here. No Deputy Mayor, a detached part of her mind thought to mention, but. Her chest was really packing it, due to recent very expensive but awesomely well done breast enhancement, raising her chest cuties to seriously sexily voluptuous and she had a wriggling booty to die for and we haven’t finished just yet: her coochie, well you’re going to have to wait... just a little while for the detail... below. Eva didn’t keep any one guessing for long, about her secret personal package and neither will this tale.Eva, was actually on the inside running of a major tax. He started thrusting deep inside her in long slow strokes which had me moaning uncontrollably in the doorway as I slid to floor with my hand deep inside myself. As he continued to thrust deep within her I stroked harder and faster trying desperately to not make a noise. I crawled to my bedroom as I tried to contain my own moans as I reached a climax that I never knew existed.Once I got inside my own room I was free to use my imagination on what it would feel like to have him thrusting deep.