..he did it just like he was me. Perfectly.I knew Jenna didn't have anything planned for the day so I just laythere. Wondering what force caused this ...ish to come true. On my back, Iclose my eyes...winding down from the fucking I had just been thereceiver of...amazing. Sex for them is so different...less guttural andmore sensual....and the feeling..the orgasm...amazing. I can feel thewarmth...the seed implanted into me...some dripping out onto the bed. Mylegs search for the black panties and. Definitely more upbeat than my tunes. The two of them were up, side by side in front of my fireplace popping, twerking, jerking. It looked like they were both getting fucked by an invisible octopus but I realized it was probably some new dance fad. That scene was hot: mom and daughter shaking and bouncing, asses out, swinging pendulums of warm fuckability. Did they know what they were doing to me? Was this some sort of game? I knew exactly how many laws were being broken, and how many I planned. Ten minutes and several cans of fizzy pop later, the class was buzzing, wondering how far this lesson in female domination could go.Doctor H arrived naked, cock-caged and collared, ready to serve, lying face-up on a plastic sheet to protect the office carpet Nusrat looked stunning and ferocious in her body-hugging burqa, while the girls visibly quaked when Mistress Susanna removed her coat, displaying her voluptuous breasts in their leather full-body harness and leather boots.Iqra was the first. She passed away a little over 5 years ago and I still love and miss her so very much each and every day that is actually hurts. It is getting easier with time but I don't really know if it will get better. Quite often I find myself thinking and having wonderfully "naughty" fantasies about some of the things we both experienced and that we talked about wanting to explore and experiment with both in and out of the lifestyle. While we did enjoy swinging/swapping for several years there were.