My head popped up instinctively watching in disbelief, as she fucked him like a wild b**st! I never heard her moan and cry out in pleasure like that...before!, I never seen her grind her hips like that either! Watching my Chinese wife letting herself go and releasing her pent-up sexual frustration made me feel good. When my eyes caught the glimpse of Brian's larger and thicker 8-inch penis going deeper into her, it made me feel like butterflies were fluttering in my belly. It was like some. I was waiting at the bus stop when one of my colleagues showed up. “Hi, How come you here today?”Her name was Pooja. She and I joined together as freshers in the company. In these 2 years, we became good friends from strangers. She could be said to be the only female friend I was comfortable talking just like I talked with my male friends. Are friends also joked about us to be dating each other which was not true but we all took it sportily.Pooja was wheat complexioned and was slim. She did had. I could contain myself no longer: "Mistress ? Mistress,please!"My owner arched an eyebrow. "Yes, slut? Please, what?" Please Mistress Anne ? I beg you, please fuck me ? fuckNikki, make her your bitch!" The words were spilling out ofmy mouth as if someone else spoke them: "Please, Mistress,sweet Mistress, I want it, I need it, oh, pleasseee..."To my shame, my plea trailed off into a wordless littlewhine. Mistress Anne didn't say a word ? just grinnedslowly and broadly, a malicious, sexy, wicked. If I stayedlike this, no one would know me, I wouldn't have identification, I'd benobody. A beautiful nobody, with a body to die for and big tits, but,I'd stop being me. She nodded at me, as if she could read my mind. "I can change you back, honey," she admitted, filling me withboth relief and pangs of disappointment. She went on, "But I want youto do something for me first." She grinned at me, leaving me unsure ofmyself. "What is it?" I asked in my soft girlie voice. "I want to fuck you," she.