Mine is a matriarchal household, which means, I have the purse control at home. The fathers know the kids & have separate rooms.Mine is the master bed...oom & one of my husbands always sleep with me. The day of the week tells me who’s going to have my bed. My first hubby is called vinay & he’s a nice sweet nerdy man, very fit, but with a boyish look. Second, one is bill, who is a real macho & hulk.One day, I was feeling very horny right from the morning. However, we had guests at home & it was. I can see the black on black tone on the fabric underneath, proving to me how wet your pussy is.I slowly pull your thong down past your hips and down over your legs, leaving you naked on the chair. An amazing sight. Your toned, naked body. Paper clips pinching your hardened nipples. Your pussy dripping juices onto the seat of the black, leather chair.I step back and pull my iPhone from my pocket. I need to capture this moment. Panic flashes behind your eyes as you see me start snapping pictures. Now, however, that was different. I had a freshstart, and while I might have cringed at the thought of it being within awoman's body, I couldn't believe the power I felt in this body, the sense ofcontrol over my surroundings. I loved being the center of someone'sattention.On top of that, this body was amazing. Here I am not talking about itsoutward appearances. The feelings that this body generated when touched, theemotions that surged through me when he touched me. Nothing in my male lifecould. She stopped twice to pull the cork briefly and then replace it so as to offer her pet a change of air. Her Master was busy with the crew and Tink spoke lovingly to the bee. “My beautiful pet, I love you. A bee’s life is a short one and I will miss you terribly but in a few minutes you will die to bring me as your Master great pain and pleasure. Tink paused, just a bit jealous of her pet for she would gladly offer her life for her own master’s pleasure. She lit two candles, to prepare the.