Now, when she wore her new black pleated skirt to the office, he could not tear his eyes off her the entire time he was there, and while at the office... She began to suspect that he had someone in his life when he asked her where she had purchased the skirt. Men usually didn't care where an item of clothing was purchased, unless they wanted to buy one for a lady friend. So short of tearing off her top and shaking her boobies in his face, Simone had done everything she could do to let him know. “Okay, but I don’t like your current belt. You only wear it when I tell you, and only until I can buy you a better one, okay? One that at least gives me better access to your ass. Deal, slut?” I winked at Eva, who giggled and grinned now.“Master, I’ll wear any belt that you like, I swear it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Eva told me with kisses as she brought out her belt and slipped it on now.My key remained where it was and I showed it to her, making her bite her lower lip in anticipation. One way or the other!" Guiding his cock with his right hand, he rubbed the swollen head up and down her glistening slit, slowly forcing her labia open. By now her clitoris was nice and puffy, and it felt good against the fat mushroom head of his throbbing cock as he continued to rub it all around, and up & down the opening of her soaking wet pussy. "I'm gonna fuck you good, whore. I'm gonna take that sweet little pussy of yours and make it MINE!" Her throaty moans and soft, feeble cries only. "Maybe you should stick around Martin," Shelley said innocently. "Kirstie is feeling awfully lonely. Her boyfriend broke up with her this afternoon and I was just here trying to make her feel better.Glancing over a Kirstie on the bed, she still sat there with legs spread, her very hairy bush glistening with juice and saliva from Shelley's mouth. She had been silently following all that was happening but when I looked over at her, a devilish smile came onto her face. Truth be told, I didn't like.