Me: I see, still a little slut.Alina: Are you going to set me straight?Me: You want that, don’t you?Alina: Yes. I deserve to be punished for all the...naughty stuff I’ve been doing. After you fucked me the last time, I’ve masturbated twice daily. The thought of you inside me makes me so wet. And then I heard you were going on holiday. I had to see you because you promised me something.Me: Did I now?Alina: Yes. While masturbating, I’ve been practicing on my little asshole for you.Me: You want me. “We talked about that and you promised me we wouldn’t do that any of that other stuff!”“Joss, I’m sorry. You made me feel so good all over, the way you kissed me. I lost all reason and control of myself when you held me and kissed me like that. I’ll never forget how you made me feel tonight. Thank you, Joss Wayward. You’re a real man. If you were a little older, I’d tell William that I’ve found another.”“Darla McIntyre, now you stop that sort of talk right this minute. I’m thirteen years old. Just a simple note.Do you trust me? Then the time, place and what to wear. Of course I trust you. Of course I would be there tomorrow night, at the mandated time, wearing the mandated outfit. You know what I like, so I trust you to make this night special.I stood on the corner by my house, waiting. I was wearing a pair of red, four inch fuck me pumps, black thigh high stockings and garter belt, and a trench coat. That's all I was allowed to wear, according to the note. A warm breeze was. I got up to fetch drinks and on my return it was difficult to see what my wife was doing as she appeared to be lying down between them. As I got into the booth I could see that in fact she was busy sucking one guy while the other had her skirt pulled open and was busy fingering her pussy. As I placed the drinks on the table she sat up, turned around and started sucking the other guy while his friend got to finger her pussy. We had a couple of drinks while they all played with each other then.