“sprite; there is someone interested in buying you,” I announced. “This lowly slave will do whatever you say, Master,” she said. “That’s ...he problem, sprite. Your Master is dead. Technically, you’re free.” I informed her. she teared up. “i don’t want to be free.” she barely whispered. “Okay, then, but I guess you should get to choose who owns you,” I told her. She looked from me, to Joey. “i want to stay here,” she said, again whispering , but I also noticed that she shuffled closer to. And as instructedearlier by phone she had me enter remove my clothes to reveal my black lacebra, panty and garter set. As I waited on my knees she started to laugh sayinghow much of sissy I looked like and to help me out and not look like such atwit she said she would have my hair and make up done.? At this point she collared and leashed me and dragged me to the living roomwhere her roommate?s broke out laughing. Mistress Constance stared at melaughing and smiling saying ?you stupid slut bitch. My wife even jokingly calls her “mama”. Karen is every bit 6 foot and 230+lbs. Her massive tits stuck out and for a woman nearly 50 I just couldn’t resist looking. I was hard as a rock and I think Karen knew it. Karen is bisexual and later admitted to wanting both me and my wife. She would also tell me a lot about my wife. My wife and Karen both had hip injuries in a car accident and met that way. They go to a once monthly dance. Here is were my wife does her deeds. The building for. Julian smiled rubbed my cheek and said, “We are going to be good friends. Stand up baby and walk to the bed”. I stood and walked to the bed, sliding my hand over my husband’s cock as he leaned next on the sink. He smiled and smacked my bare ass. As I got to the bed I turned and there was Julian. He kissed me on the forehead and told me to lie on the bed. I laid back and almost immediately he was on top of me. We kissed and slowly he began to move down my body, at last getting to the.