Matilda usually hated being called slave, but this morning it sounded like an endearment, and she kind of liked it."Good morning," she said shyly, all...too aware that the only thing separating her naked body from him was a thin sheet."I've been thinking, you haven't been doing too good a job at being a house keeper, and I've decided to put you in a new role that I think you are much better suited for." Matilda looked at him waiting. "You will now be my bedroom slave, and strictly my bedroom. I was surprised at how bad it hurt. I was doing everything I could not to scream, not to pull away. He was fucking me, fucking me deep as he could get, and it was hurting! His dick was jabbing but at least some of the pain was leaving. He fucked and fucked, now it was just a hard thing moving in and out of my ass, a hard uncomfortable object. I kept hoping he would hurry up and cum, that he would finish so we could smoke another joint.He was cumming in my ass, another dude was shooting seed up. “Oh, I love it.” He chuckled, tightening his grip on her thighs, and pulled back to thrust again. Renee whimpered and gasped as he gave her the full measure of his youthful enthusiasm. He rocked her body, causing her breasts to quiver violently from the shock. Over and over again, his body collided with hers, driving his incredible cock into her depths. The slaps mingled with her ever-louder sounds of pleasure until she teetered on the brink and sucked in a long, noisy breath. She released it. A bonus.Robert was blissfully unaware of the eyes that were staring lustfully at his beautiful wife Paula.Brad Prentice was aware of her, he couldn't keep his eyes of her, as she crossed then re crossed those beautiful long legs of hers, he enjoyed and reveled in the odd glimpse of blue panties as she did so. In his own mind his hand was up under her skirt, his fingers running over the warm smooth, silk like thighs. Touching, feeling getting ever nearer to that lovely slit. I bet she has a.