I asked her about her handsome husband and she replied he would be for sure fucking his slutty secretary in that moment… and he would come back home...in the next morning…I smiled and followed Camilla into the kitchen. She opened a bottle of red wine. Then she begged me to pick up some glasses and wait for her at the living room.A while later Camilla came out of her bedroom with the red thong on. She was just wearing that piece of cloth and high heels. She walked over and pretended to model it in. Ashley in several sexual poses then a series of her masturbating on her marital bed. ‘I wasn’t planning on it, but we might just make you a star. Now wouldn’t you like that?’ she asked. In her conditioned state Ashley could only reply, ‘Yes Mistress,’ as the thoughts of large cocks came unbidden into her pretty little head. As if on cue, Mistress Jane asked her,’What are you thinking about Ashley?’ Without hesitation Ashley answered, lustfully,’Big, juicy, hard cock Mistress.’ ‘Good girl. It felt like lighting going through me and I kissed him back. Soon we were French kissing and he pushed me back on the bed. My legs were spread and he was grinding into me. We had never done anything like this but I wanted him so badly. I unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. He was wet with pre-cum and I looked into his eyes and slowly kissed the tips and licked his juices. I told him I wanted to suck his cock and then I wanted him to fuck me like a girl. He smiled and said he would make. “Uh, I... don’t think so.” “You don’t think so? What kind of an answer is that?” I felt many hands converging on my breasts, feeling and squeezing them. “There was no mention of implants in the medical report, sir,” Thompson explains. “Don’t you ever trust medical reports son, patients lie and they forget. You make sure you KNOW! Is that clear to all of you?” “Yes Doctor!” they shout in unison. I was helped on to the examination table as Dr. Baker asked if any one had anything to report..