She was supremely confident in herself, you could feel it coming from her as she pouted and danced, exposing all her luscious curves, tossing her long...blonde curls, a cheeky smile lighting up her lovely features. Suddenly she was gone, replaced by a bouncing ebony beauty in a white lace jumpsuit, with massive melons.I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Each model was another ample wench displaying their bounteous charms for me, but I couldn’t get my mind off the first model. She came back a. Even though the decision maybe easy for the male because he is supporting our species, it is the financial consideration that prevents most families from doing either procedure. It’s permitted for the family to take out a 5 year loan or second mortgage on the house cover the cost, but that is a family decision. Let me remind your viewers though, it’s against the law for families to do this on their own, it’s dangerous and should be supervised, free of charge, I might add, by a specially trained. Martha hugged me to her while turning to put her body between me and the two of them. They came to a complete stop about four feet from Martha and me.Not wanting to be in trouble I said. "Martha, this is Mistress Melissa. She promised to protect me."Melissa responded. "Martha, you know me. After what happened to me, I could never hurt someone like George. He needed a woman to give him absolute protection or he would never have come here today. The only way he would accept my protection was if. 'Now get your outfit on whilst I get ready.' I went upstairs and put on the outfit she had prepared for me. I thought back to how this had all started, that moment when she had flipped the roles and had complete control of me. Marcus was kissing her on the bed, tenderly rubbing his hand between her arse cheeks. She moaned and lifted her leg, giving him better access. I didn't know what to think. Here was a man, bigger in all areas pleasing my wife like I couldn't. I should feel ashamed by this,.