I brought both drinks in and we shared a silent toast, tentatively clinking our glasses together. I decided to remain silent and see what she would do... After a long sip of her drink, she looked up:"Sorry for taking so long in the shower. I really needed to shave my legs and such. It's been a few days."I nodded graciously, and right away my imagination took off: 'my legs and such'? It could mean so many things…I felt like it best to divert the conversation before putting my foot in my. I don't know when I have ever gotten so turned on in so short a time. My vagina flowered open and my love juices started flowing. I urged him to put his cock in me and as he positioned himself between my legs I pulled him in for another open mouth kiss. His cock brushed my slit as he moistened the tip with my love honey. I reached down with my hand and lined him up with my love hole. He pressed forward and the head of his cock popped in. I was stretched as wide as I had ever been, but only the. She wrapped her legs around him, encouraging him to go faster and he grunted as he slammed into her, causing her to cry out his name again and again. He pulled almost all the way out before pushing back into her. He repeated this a few times until he was getting closer and groaned out loud as he watched her face and listened to her as she moaned and cried out. He knew she was going to orgasm soon and started to fuck her even harder, not caring how loud they were. Her nails dug into his. “You are now the property of a Mr. John C. Dawson.”“What?!?!?!?” sputtered Angela. “My husband?”Cedric laughed and nodded. He released her from the post and tugged on her leash, leading her out of the room. “Yes, your husband. I talked to him today while you were at the spa. He agreed to participate to give you the whole slave experience. It was your husband and two of my employees bidding on your delicious body.”“Oooooo!!!” growled Angela. Her brow was furrowed and she glared at the.