I have short dirty blonde hair, c-cup tits (that aren't quite as perky as they used to be), and I keep myself in pretty good shape. I get "hit on" mor... than most women probably but I'm not really interested in any other men because my husband is better than great. He's 10 years older than me, very handsome, and very successful. I had two kids when we met and he took us all in and has taken great care of me and the kids for the last 6 years. He also happens to be very good in bed! I have no. It didn’t matter. Yvoine would never admit to having heard anything. He smiled at Sara. ‘What?’ she asked. ‘It’s good you’re in love with her.’ She looked at him quizzically. ‘I don’t understand…’ ‘You need to love her. A mistress needs to love her slave, otherwise this is just all play. This is my life and how I want to live. I want to live a reality, not a fantasy.’ ‘I thought you’d be angry for falling in love with her.’ ‘Do you still love me?’ he asked her. Sara’s hesitation was only. It makes me jump backwards because of how good it felt. She only does it one time thought she starts to lick all over my cock like its a lollipop. She begins making noises and this is driving me crazy. The cop seems to be liking it to because when I look at him he's hard as a rock and stroking.I look back at Kayla and she's still sucking me. I decide to do something I wouldn't normally do and grab her by the back of the head. I start to face fuck her hard. I'm leaning back on the car and I. Ifelt her feet being pressed up at an odd angle in her heels, and hertoes being pinched in the ends of her shoes. I could feel the smoothskin of her legs. I could feel the tightness of her feminine clothingas it constricted her upper legs and waist, helping her show off herwomanish figure. I felt her taunt and flat little stomach leading up toher breasts as they sat incased and supported by her bra. I felt herhair as hit her shoulders from her head, still slowly turning back andforth in.