“Fuck me that feels indecently good. You are so bad to be good to me.”She did not let me continue, she had to do me, she was insistent so we trade... positions. Her tongue went at me hard right from the start, she liked giving me this pleasure. But doing this in the shower was not the most comfortable, so I suggested we move to the bed. She was eager, so eager that we skipped the whole towel business. She just grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bed.There Resha insisted that she had to lick me. Hot spunk jetted over the head of my cock. It excited me so much my own orgasm hit. I could not move. My cock swelled inside Alexis’s vagina, against Frank’s cock on top of mine. My muscle ached in pleasure, it pumped and pumped, cum splattered out over the walls of her cunt, over the shaft and knob of Frank, pooled around my cock, mixed together with theirs. Incredible! Slowly we three broke apart, rested in a tangled wet cum streaked heap on the bed. We looked across at the others. They lay. Once again he resumed his inspection. "You have perfectly lovely legs my dear," Steve told her, "you really don't need stockings. Tell me, were you wearing pantyhose?" Yes Master," was her simple reply."When it is just my wife and I, you will remain barefoot. When we have guests and you must wear shoes and stockings, the only stockings that will be allowed will be black or tan thighhighs. Most of the time, you will be allowed to choose the color. However, from time to time we may pick the color. "Really, Peter, you think that's the cause of it?" she asked."Whatever brought it about, what happens, it would seem, is that you have a personality split. There are two Elizabeth McGowans; one that I am talking to now - the sweet, well-mannered, and polite one that is confused about what's happening to her, and the other Elizabeth... the naughty, sexually promiscuous, wanton little slut Elizabeth."Now what we need to do is try to bring the two Elizabeths back together and establish the good.