This was not the first time I had been to one of these parties, but before I had been one of those strutting peacocks, adorned in all the finery a lad... could acquire with the help of her benefactor. Sighing heavily, I realise how drastically my life had changed. I belonged to one, and with that came a responsibility that I was ill equipped to handle. I was brought back to reality as another glass was lifted from my tray. I straightened myself and breathed deeply, lifting my head up defiantly,. Whoever it was who was pulling down her panties was nailing her four and five times a week and then Linda would come home and try to fuck me to death. She got a particular charge out of sitting on my face after her lover had come in her and asking me to clean her out. While I did she would talk to me, "Do you like it honey? Do you love the taste of my lover? I told him you suck his juices out of me and he laughed and said that he would see to it you got plenty. He fucked me five times today. Before Lynda finished her second beer, she had unzipped Bob's pants and had his beautiful prick out, caressing its hugeness gently. Everytime I looked at the huge fullness of my husband's prick it was always with awe. Now it looked even larger and more exciting. Maybe it was Lynda's small fingers wrapped around the thick shaft that made it seem so much larger?Bob worked her dress up to her waist, and I saw her white nylon panties. As Bob caressed the slightly rounded bulge of her abdomen, Lynda. The typical ideal of the girl-next-door.? She?s five foot four inches tall and it lookslike she?s maintaining her idea weight of one hundred fifteen pounds.? I suppose she still does her aerobics threetimes a week.? Her dark hair just touchesher shoulders and she keeps it feathered back.?She has sparkling green eyes, which is accented by thin eyebrows andhigh cheekbones.? She?s always beenfanatical about personal hygiene and her appearance, I thought, remembering herdaily, two-hour morning.