The ballerina outfit on me looked absolutely sensational right down to the little dance slippers and tutu. The first night John saw me modeling the ou...fit he got so excited that we made love right there in our living room. He said having sex with a beautiful ballerina had always been a major fantasy of his. I had been a virgin on our wedding night and judging from his reaction in seeing me wearing the ballerina outfit, our sex life wasn't slowing down one bit.Finally the night of the party. This lady was in her 40’s I think but man she had a large set of tits sticking out. The rest of her was kind of thin so it made her breast seem almost to big for her. She did the 10-minute dry towel rub but then she got up and walked on my back, ass and thighs. Glad she wasn’t that big or that could have really hurt. She started on my left foot and worked her way up to my ass. She just flipped the towel off my left side and really gave me a good massage on my left Gluteus Maximus. She at times. Mila needed a few minutes to herself. She needed to catch her breath and reassess her thoughts on what would happen between them. Would they be a cliché to immediately have sex, shouldn’t they spend some time together first? But really, why wait? She reached between her legs and cupped herself. Mila could feel every bit of her womanhood lusting to be with him. In fact, she walked over to the bathroom assuming the door would be closed. It wasn’t. She just stood there in the doorway; she thought. Eat this break fast and come to my room and break and fuck me hard. Rape and torture me daddy.” I was thunder struck as I read this. Iam searching a for a mistress and iam always getting slaves. Maybe iam not meant to be slave and iam meant that be master. But I was very very horny that I don’t want to eat bread and jam .I directly went to her room. I stood infront of her door for 5 mins and tried to open the the door and the door was locked from inside. So she wanted to feel like real rape. I.