” She pushed down again on the dildo.“Yes, yes, mistress. I’m your slut. I’ll be your toy.Please don’t push.” Jean...yelled up.“I think I’m going to live here for a while with youslut.” She was instructed. Do you have any objections?You get to lick my ass and serve me all the time.Wouldn’t that be nice?”“Yes mistress.” Jean moaned, as the pain in her ass wasgetting intolerable. “I’ll do anything mistress. My. One day, he filled my car with gas and began to show me round the lot,explaining which car was best and for what reason."This TBird is the car you should have next," he said opening the doorlike a gentleman but then breathing on my neck and smelling my Dior. "Alovely woman like you would set the scene in this." Now, Mr Roberts, behave yourself," I said teasingly, pouting my lips asthough I might one day leave a lipstick ring somewhere naughty.He took hold my waist. I could tell that his hand. "You like big black cocks, Jane?" he asked softly while twisting her nipples. "Y-yesssssssssss!" she gasped. "I love them!!!" "Good," he grinned." "Then I think you're really gonna love this!" And with those simple words he shoved his slim powerful hips forward, driving his boner deep into Jane's pussy, bringing her a massive orgasm on the very first stroke!!!"Fuck her!" Beth Martin ordered while her fingers buried themselves deep inside her white hot pussy. "Make the fat assed white cunt beg. She reached down, grabbed my cock and squeezed hard. "Who is that woman you came with?", she asked."That's my wife", I answered honestly."Do you think she'd mind if we danced?" Not at all", I said. I grabbed her hand and led her back to the dance floor. We immediately started grinding, her hands running up and down my leather. She'd grab my ass and pull me into her, then run her hand up the front of my pants and rub my throbbing cock.Next thing I knew, my wife and her two admirers were right.