"Come in, come in." He called out. "Ah, Mistress Chasity come in my dear, I was just thinking of ringing for you."Chastity Younger was a fine looking ...oman in her early twenties with dark brown hair that hung to her shoulders. By any account she would have been a knockout no matter what she wore but at home she wore an outfit found mostly in harems of the far off lands. The silky gown was almost invisible and the braa that held her fine firm breasts were so sheer that they were almost invisible. Oh my god! I wish I was there to see that scene in person. Like before, that image killed itself and was forever gone. I was beginning to hate that app. A few agonizing minutes later, my phone pinged again and couldn't answer it fast enough. It was a video of my wife smiling at me through the camera. My eyes popped out of my head when she began to ooze semen out the corners of her mouth. There was so much of it that it flowed down her chin and neck in a seemingly unending cascade of cum. My. ' I moved to where he was as he moved to where I was. Bruce soaped up the clothe again and begin to wash me very gently. His touch was sensuous as he could be, as he washed my back and slid his hand and clothe through my buttocks and probed my anus lightly. Bruce came closer to me as my back was to him, and embraced me as he reached around and washed my chest and stomach. I could feel his hardness as it throbbed against my buttocks, Bruce dropped the clothe and slid his hands up to my nipples. Jake was breathless, he was growling so as to disguise his voice. There was a bell and one of the elevators opened. Jake pulled Amy into the car, keeping her back turned toward him. He put her in front of the buttons, Which floor is yours cunt? He rumbled. F, f, five&hellip, she whimpered. Jake hit five and pushed Amys face against the elevator wall. He pushed her dress up with his hands. His cock was aching now, throbbing with anticipation of being inside his assistants pussy. Jakes hands.