I never mentioned the idea of wearing women's garments,but she was absolutely in control of our relationship. She found itinteresting that I liked wo...en to be in control, and evern when we werehaving sex she was the one who would initiate it and most of the time shewas the one on top. She loved to have me kneel before her and lick herpussy until she came multiple times, and it was only then that she wouldlet me come up on the bed where I would lie still underneath her as sherode me to more. “You love it and you know it! She’s your number-one fan and number-one defender.”“And his only boss!” Kara added.We were quiet for a bit while we ate, then I cleared the dishes away while Kara and Jessica stayed to talk with Maria Cristina.When I finished washing the dishes, I rejoined them and we spent another hour together before Maria Cristina had to leave. I walked her to the door, we exchanged a soft, closed-mouth kiss, and I watched as she walked to her car. When she was out of sight, I. It was late morning September 6th the Saturday before my birthday. My wife Lisa had left a half hour before to drive up to Cleveland to visit her mom. I had gone back to bed when the doorbell rang. I slowly climbed out of bed grabbing my robe and headed for the door, though the window I could see Char's family car. Now a strong knock, and my heart sank it was Char's dad. Did she not understand that what happened was a secret? Was he going to shoot me, or punch me? I was sure he'd be pissed, and. Seeing Daddy pull Sandrine’s kinky, curly hair as he drove deeper into her twat from behind, taking her doggy-style, I could see that Sandrine was a natural-born slut and would never want to give up this way of life. I also couldn’t help myself, as I approached them, parted her cheeks and started eating her sweet, sweaty ass.Sandrine erupted in front of all of us as I licked away at her crack and her asshole, making her scream and go weak in the knees. I tongued her delicious bottom with all of.