"Liz flushed, her nostrils flared and her pupils dilated. I also noticed that Ellen never once raised her eyes above the level of Liz's breasts, almos... as if she were speaking to them instead of to the owner. The small smile on her face let me know that I had Liz's number and had put her in her place.While this exchange was going on I examined Liz a little closer. She had tits into next week, legs that had seen a lot of exercising and an ass that could crack walnuts. All of this on top of a. ."Meanwhile, I was going crazy. I grabbed hold of dad's shoulders and shook my pussy all over his hard cock. I was going crazy, biting my lip, whimpering, grunting, and moaning. "Fuck yeah dad, fuck you," I moaned. He was bucking his ass up and in my pussy, thrusting his hip up and down on the carpet, when he shouted, "Oh fuckin' shit, babe, I'm gonna release my hot load!" Go, daddy, go," I screamed as his cum exploded into my pussy, making us both scream. I straighted my back, making all of. Then he saw the small bottle on the bedside table. He snatched it up. Empty. Cautiously, he touched her shoulder. She was so, so cold. Gone, and he turned away, knowing he had to phone somewhere.He had chanced a final glance at her body on the bed, just as her eyes suddenly came wide open, and pure hate poured at him, her pale lips fluttered. Then she was forever still. The shiver that ran down his spine, he would never forget.The note she had left on the bedside table should have made him weep. I was enjoying the scene as my posh wife was being manipulated and exploited. For the next few hours Elizabeth was dressed and undressed in a variety of lingerie by the lady owner. In red basques and red stockings. In black suspenders, bra and stockings. In pale pastel lingerie and colourful lingerie.Marjorie herself even removed her own blouse and skirt to revel that she too was in stockings and suspenders, in a dark blue. I got my cock out and began stroking my stiff cock with my hands.