’ She slid her panties off and got on top of me. Jen moaned finally as my cock entered her soaking wet pussy. Sex felt different this time. Still fa...tastic, but different. It might be because we just confessed how we truly feel for each other but the sex was hotter. The way my cock was hitting all of her sensitive spots, the way her pussy tightened around me. Everything felt right. I gave Jen a little spank on the ass and she started moving her hips faster. ‘That’s it Ms. Singer ride your. .. where could he go? He began to sob uncontrollably now and suddenly he knew that even if Madame Wong was an uptight bitch, he'd have to talk to her. She was a woman and she would know what to do. Women always knew, his mother had always known what to do, dear God, if only his mother were still alive, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't have been left with his dirty, rotten, sex- maniac of an uncle.When Mike began to think about his uncle he started to break out in a cold sweat. Father’s grin was dark and arrogant. Then he turned to me. ‘Uphold your honor, my dear. I expect no less than perfection.’ His voice was commanding, and it had the inner walls of my vagina convulsing. ‘Yes, Father.’ The amusement in his black eyes was self-indulgent as he held his hand out for me to kiss his ring. I did as expected and he left the room, taking with him the thickness of his aura. A few moments after the door clicked shut behind him, it was suddenly easier to breathe. Cromwell. Something that shows off the body instead of concealing it.“Oh, Yes. Let me introduce you to Madame Alysia.”She opened the back door, and we entered room where several women worked on dresses. Enchanted looms moved by themselves, and they altered the dresses by slicing open and reweaving the fabric. Mabel called an elegantly dressed older woman over.“Madame Alysia, this woman would like a dress that displays the body and doesn’t restrict movement.”Alysia showed me several outfits, but I didn’t.