The knock on the door was almost a relief; all this build up of excitement would finally find its release. I walked to the door, my cock fully erected... ready for the wife to enjoy. I opened the door and said: “Hi! How are you guys?”“We’re doing well,” said the husband watching his beautiful wife staring at my throbbing cock, moving up and down with every heart beat. The wife was a natural beauty: soft facial features, beautiful blue eyes, mid-length brown hair and a great ass. She was wearing. Press and release. Press and release. ‘Baby?’ ‘Hmmm?’ Blue hummed on a breath through her nose. John’s massaging hand had stilled, though continued cradling her pussy. His left hand had found it’s way further and was burrowing between her thighs. ‘Do you do it with your legs closed like this?’ She caught a thread of amusement in his voice. ‘No.’ She held her breath. ‘Well, then, how about-‘ The fingers tunneled further. ‘You spread your legs for me-‘ His arms tightened around her. ‘And I’ll. The intensity of her gaze sent a shiver through him that replaced the fever of battle with a different fever altogether. — Sylvi paced her chamber, excitement mounting. The guards would arrive any minute now, dragging today’s victorious gladiator with them. She imagined running her hands through his dark curls, the feel of his large hands on her ample hips, and the heat in her ached, flushing her cheeks and forcing her to catch her breath. There-yes! She could hear the clink of the guard’s. "Let's turn him into a girl, Patty," Maeven teased. "Oh, we don't haveto. He's already a girl. Look at him. Let's put him in a dress now." Michael blushed. He wanted to protest, but was so excited as hissisters talked about him being a girl. "He'd love to wear your pink dress," Patty said. "Wouldn't he be prettyin that?"Maeven screamed, "No! That's for the dance." Not now, Maeven," Michael answered. "After your dance. Can I wear it?Please!"Patty added: "He's really in love with it. .