When you are donereading the story, there are criteria at the end for seeking mypermission. Obey my instructions!Rule #5 You will read this story in...your favorite pink bra and pantieswith no other clothes on... or naked if you don't have that bra andpanty set... Transformed bimbos love pink, don't they pet?Enjoy.Mistress Dyvia presents:RBF: The TeaseBy Mistress DyviaPOV The MistressI gently tapped my smartwatch to activate the wireless earpiece that wassnugly in my ear, and heard the voice. I moved my mouth and sucked on one and then the other. She humped her crotch against my thigh as I sucked on her nipples. My cock was about to tear a hole in my shorts and I was praying she would give me a hand job when she pushed me back against the couch and slowly lowered her head down my t-shirt covered chest kissing me as she went, until she reached the massive bulge in my shorts. She slowly rubbed her hand over my erect cock and I almost spewed my cum load right there. Then she looked up. . unofficial second wife, right? Just as Steve is Sandy’s ... and your ... unofficial second husband?” Amrita clarified as she continued to fuck me with impressive ardor, her hips working in such ways as to virtually ensure that I would come very soon indeed.“Exactly, my dear, sweet Punjabi princess. Robert’s our husband and so is Steve. We share both men. It’s a polyamorous, polygamous relationship, if you will. It works for all of us, at least from what we’ve seen so far, now that it has. "I've wanted you since I saw you in the dressing room," she whispered into my ear. I felt her tongue flick into my ear for an instant and I was immediately as hard as a rock.It didn't take long for us to get to her room where the dancing continued. What started as a slow disrobing turned into us ripping the clothes off each other as we fell to the bed and she kissed me deeply, her tongue sliding against mine. I leaned down and took her breast in my mouth as she moaned loudly and then she slid.