She moaned loud and so did I, and My husband slowly began to fuck me from behind, pulling my hair back so he could see my tongue work on Deanna's cunt...My husband pulled his dick out of my cunt slowly and told me to move; as I stood up he slapped my ass and told me not to go far. Looking at Deanna as he positioned himself between her legs he asked, “may I?" She looked at me and I nodded, it was my turn to watch, I sat on the floor right next to them and watched My husband enter that pink cunt I. If I text you at any time during the week, you will respond in a timely manner. That's all. You're dismissed, slave.”She released his collar, her hazel eyes gleaming with obsession.“See you next Friday.”* * * * *Zack limped into his dark studio apartment in the same clothes he'd worn two nights ago. His body was bruised, beaten and exhausted beyond measure. He could barely focus as he closed the door behind him. He flicked on the lights and assessed his situation.He was starving and. .. I just got carried away." I said, not knowing what to say."It's OK," she said, "I loved it." I mean, I should have used some protection." I said, as I felt my prick soften inside of her steaming pussy. I could feel her twitch and come down from the high, but she still kept her legs tightly wrapped around my butt and my cock buried to the hilt inside of her."Don't worry about that." She said, leaning back so she could look at me in the eye. "I'm on the pill. I know better than that."I felt. This meant that I saw her before she saw me. There she was, standing outside the station, oblivious to the admiring glances she attracted from each passing male and peering anxiously at every possible approach route. I was shocked to recognise none other than my girlfriend from the train, the pretty blonde with the button nose and those wonderful tits. It was so unexpected to see her here, behaving in such a strange way, that it took me a few moments to realise that she must be looking for me..