Three drinks later, as directed by my husband, I flirted with Mr. Brady and took him for a walk in the garden. We stopped behind a large tree. We kiss...d. We groped. My tongue was down his throat and his hand was up my skirt. Finally, when we were past the point of no return, I begged him to fuck me. I promised not to tell my husband or his wife. I pleaded with him as I un-buckled his trousers. I then turned to face away from him and flipped up the hem of my dress. He pulled my panties down and. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking. "All of us slaves should get alone time with our Master."I sighed. "I guess I'm going to have to get used to that word. Besides, Jordan, we're going on a road trip after this. It's not like you're going to lose me forever." See?" Brandy said, sticking her tongue out at Jordan as she sat down on one of the chairs. She pulled on her shoes, the better to avoid the broken dish shards on the floor, I imagined. It still looked painful for her to walk.Jordan pulled herself off the table. "I should. My hands running up and down there puffy cunts. My finger playing with there clits, then going down there slits and entering my finger in there soaking wet pussy's. Your mum plays with her tits while your s*s wanks me off. Slipping two then there fingers in there fuck holes. Moaning and wriggling like cum sluts begging to be pounded by a massive hard cock. I tell your mum to finger fuck her self while I go down on your sisters shaven twat. Licking and sucking on her lips, pushing my tounge.