Before I could react any further, James had me on the bed, face down, ass up, and he was literally ripping my clothes off my body. First the blouse, t...en the pants, then he pawed at my bra and panties, but when the fabric didn’t prove as flimsy, he just pushed them aside, for convenience.He grabbed my hips, keeping me in place, and entered my violated pussy in one hard thrust, before proceeding to fuck me with more wild abandon than he had ever taken me with.The entire bed was shaking with the. Surely not. He tried again."I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. I thought you said you were Lisa's friend Liberty."She smiled a devastating half grin at him. "Silly! Tom, it's me, Libby! I've not changed that much!"She had. The leggy brunette wearing jeans and a heart-stoppingly tight t-shirt standing on the doorstep was not the geeky awkward girl who used to hang around with his little sister, but there was no mistaking that English accent."Wow. I mean... hang on." Tom stepped back, closed the. Just then the doorbell rang and she got me to go and answer it as she finished getting ready. It was Pat and she looked stunning. I had always fancied Pat. She was dark haired just like my wife, her breasts were bigger but not massive. She had great legs just like my wife but a little bit chunkier, not fat, just right. She had on a summer dress that was quite short showing a good portion of her thighs as she sat down to wait for Felicity. She was also wearing tan pantyhose, definitely not. 'You're mine.'Jessica looked down and examined his palm. She traced her index fingerall over before smiling wickedly."I've got bad news for you Dominic. See this right here?"She pointed to one of the smallest creases on his hand."Yeah?" That's your dominant streak." Pfffft..." And this right here."She traced one of the longest creases back and forth across his palm."That's 100% your submissive side."He withdrew his hand. "My experience begs to differ."Jessica emitted an amused chuckle..