He had never felt anything so amazing. Hallah took Caspar out of her mouth and smiled up at him. She washed his penis again and lay back in the water,...revealing her vagina to him. She sighed as he swept down toward her. He put his penis onto the opening and looked once more at Hallah, who nodded encouragingly. Caspar slowly pushed forward, going deeper into Hallah with every second. Once he was totally in, he stayed still, listening to Hallah pant in what sounded like some pain. He looked at. I to get away from the two kids and the bustle of housework; Marge just to get out and spend some of her husband's money. She led me past the shops until we reached the alleyway that held the ladies room; Marge was placating me as we walked."It's fun," she held my arm tightly, "we used to do it when I was a teenager. A few of us would meet in the ladies room and swap. It really makes you feel I don't know sexy." She had mentioned it before, how she and some girlfriends would trade panties then. She's wearing some comfy looking flannel PJ bottoms and a pink tank top that's thin enough to see her nipples...just a little bit. A few minutes ago she cuddled up against me, and since then I've had a nice view over her shoulder and down the front of her shirt.I was drunk and horny so I let my hand wander around her waist, and then upwards until I had one of her breasts cupped. I could feel her nipple begin to stiffen under my hand, and figured I'd help her along by giving it a little pinch.. ..”“And a whip at your hip, Mistress?” Patrick asked hopefully.“Yes, boy ... and the whip.”JessWendy was tending to her enema in anticipation of getting pegged that evening. Jess already knew how she was dressing their little girl, so all that was left to do was argue with Quan about what the two of them were wearing.“I am not wearing that,” Quan snapped.“I’m not wearing that...” Jess said.“Mistress ... I’m not wearing that, Mistress.”“You know, you’re right, Quan, you’re not. This evening.