That willnever do. We need to get you some white pants."I shrugged too embarrassed to speak. Jane was right. I looked awful withmy dark pants showing ...hrough the new clothes she had supplied me. Itwas clear she had a corporate image in mind I did not want to ruin it."You're not a big guy," she said unsparingly. "Go to my bedroom and grabsomething out of the top drawer of my dresser."By the time I got upstairs I realized that Jane had sent me to fetch apair of panties. I opened the drawer and. “What about your mouth though?” Van asked as he nodded happy with the offer of titty fucking his own wife with that eager kid-in-a-candy store type of way he had about him.“Yeah, anyone can use my mouth. That is a given, just obviously I’d prefer they do it before they USE my booty,” Cheyenne shrugged as if giving head to men or even women was a trivial concern. “You just have to get unlocked by this key first and to do that you have to be a good boy for Mistress Cheyenne,” she smiled and. She fluffed up the patch of pubic hair. Drew stared intently at his cousin’s pussy as he stroked his meat. Then the scene changed. He saw a tree through a window. ‘No. No,’ he shouted. ‘Show me the naked girl!’ By some miracle, the camera panned back to the nude twenty-year old. ‘Yes!’ Drew said triumphantly. He again stared at Emma’s shaved sex. A full minute past before he noticed that to the right of her landing strip was a tattoo of a snarling black cat. ‘So Emma,’ Drew said ‘Does that. She stood up and returned to being the dominate bitch. "Okay, slave, lay flat on the bed on your back." I did, trying to remember that this was my wife of 20 years and that she had just told me that she loved me. She went to her suitcase while the women all ogled me. They were drinking and talking and I could hear comments about their boyfriends or husbands and how they compared to me. I could almost feel their eyes on my body and I closed my eyes to shut it all out. Cindy came back and I.