I was praying down there to not get caught. I was hearing the smooching noises coming from above the bed. Amisha’s robe laying beside me down on the...ground. I peeped out from the bed to see what was going on.I looked up and to my surprise what I saw was hilarious. Raj had already gone to sleep and Amisha was fingering herself on the bed. I sneaked out of the bed and kneeled beside Amisha. Amisha saw me.Amisha: What are you still doing here?Me: I never got a chance to leave the house. Seems like. Grace listened, in shock. “Mom, we both had sex with him in his truck. Please don’t be mad, please. It was so good. Oh my God, it was soooo good.”Grace was aghast…. but her pussy was twinging with desire. It had been over a year since Howard gave her his last five-minute fucking. What a joke their sex life was. Her horniness consumed her and she wanted a cock inside her.“I don’t know what to say. Ok, look, I’m not saying I’m not going through with this yet. I just need to meet this man first.. But from the moment you bought me, my life was yours." Tom eased the hammer back and put the pistol in his holster.Still looking into her eyes Tom asked her, "What is your choice?" This time Wei didn't hesitate, "I will be your whore, master, for as long as you will have me." She dropped her head back down and assumed her submissive posture. Tom shook his head and wondered what it was about women that drove them to choose the worst treatment that they could find. He knew that he would probably. She boasted a large, full arse and a pair of heavy, juicy looking tits which jiggled as she walked and which provided a frequent distraction from the boredom of answering phone calls every day.And she was gloriously filthy, always dishing the dirt on her frequent dates and telling me in cock stiffening detail about her extensive and adventurous exploits in the bedroom. And in hotel rooms. And the outdoors. And in VIP areas at clubs.Sara was a goer, in the first week I'd known her she'd told me.