I felt the bed shift as she came back to kiss my shoulder. “I’m just going to freshen up before Stephan arrives. Sleep.”“K.” I was unconscio...s again in moments.My need for rest must have been far deeper than I realized: when I woke again the house was silent and empty. Stephan had come and gone, and the grocery list was missing from the kitchen counter. In its place, Violet had left a note in her precise hand:Gone to pick up supplies. Be back soon! ????I smiled and got to making breakfast. I. Owen let out a sigh of pleasure and said "good girl" I slurped on his cock, working it up and down for a few seconds. Owen grabbed my hair and pulled me off his cock and looked me in the eyes, aggressively saying "You refer to us all as master! Got it bitch?" I looked at him and said "yes master." he then forced my head back on his cock and I continued to suck. I could feel my little dick trying to grow harder and harder in it's cage but not being able to extend any further. Owen looks over at. I suppose the clothes I wore might have hard something to do with that. I had a great body and I knew it and I saw nothing wrong with flaunting it, a lot. I mean really, you're only young once and I knew men of all ages stared at me with appreciation in their eyes, I saw it all the time. It always made me feel good knowing that just with the bounce of my step I could make a man I'd never met get a rock hard erection. Long smooth legs, a beautiful firm ass and a rock hard pair of. It was not really for a neighborhood watch but just a cover for their wife-swapping activities that seemed to be the hottest new trick in the suburban neighborhoods these days. It eliminated the need for having affairs or husbands running out and looking for pussy for hire and getting into lots of trouble with immature girls that were only interested in money and lots of it.It also prevented the housewives from getting into difficult arrangements with much younger men that felt the need to.