Breathing “Oh god, oh god,” she pushed me back and tore off my shirt, throwing buttons across the room.She unzipped and pulled my pants and boxers...off - and stopped. She was staring at my hard cockShe quietly said, "Wow, it’s bigger than I expected,“ and then pushed me back onto the bed and quickly climbed on top of me.We were kissing frantically, our tongues intertwined as our hands moved quickly all over each other. She lifted herself up and grabbed my throbbing cock, looked deeply into my. It was her home address with "6pm" written on it. I would have no time to go back to the hotel and change. Something led me to believe that being late was not an option. I collected my things and did the necessary amount of post-meeting debrief with my colleagues but my mind was racing."Was Mrs. Yakota a Mistress too? Or a client of Mistress Sabine? Why would she want me when she knew I was a slutty little sissy bitch wearing satin lingerie like a girl? The possibilities flittered around my. I repeated, “Your money, your clothes, and your bodies. Well two out of three isn’t bad but I want it all.”Linda asked, “You really want our bodies?”I replied, “I just want to use them for a while, that’s all.”Amanda said, “You mean that you are going to rape us.”I replied, “You can’t rape the willing.”Amanda said, “I’m not going to willing let you fuck me if that’s what you’re getting at.”Linda the lawyer started negotiating, “Let me get this straight. If we let you fuck us you won’t hurt us. I knew better than to confront Jade about it though. Dad lesson learned - do not tell your daughter what to wear. Maybe when she was younger, yeah, but now she’s an adult. Still stupid as kids that age are, though. Their bodies have matured, but their brains haven’t. Bet all they thought about at that age was sex, sex and more sex.Nah, I’m being unfair to Jade. She liked to dress… Differently, but on the whole she seemed more mature than most. I mean, she’s doing a nursing course for God’s.