They were completely naked. My fiancé,e was laying on the bed with her hands covered her eyes and the naked fat man was fondling, grasping and k...ssing her small breasts. My second thought made me more shivered when I realised the fat man might had seen everything when I fucked my fiancee a moment earlier as he watched us from this TV. I was not willing to see further in this situation. But I was tempted by the groaning sound made by Anna and the sexy dirty words uttered by the wicked man,. "Follow me, slaves," he demands.He then turns and walks back into his house. We both follow – while still on our knees. He leads us into his living room, where he has us stop in the middle of the room. He places us about three feet apart. He then goes over to a closet in the corner and returns with two slave collars and leashes. He shows us the collars, and we can see the words 'Charlie's Bitch' embossed on the front of the collar. Next, he places the collars around our necks before taking a. "Hold on I need to get something" she urged. "No…time…mom. UAUGAHHH" I let out a loud moan so mom knew I was about to cum and with hearing that my plan had worked and mom scrambled back down on her knees in front of me. She clamped her thick lips over my cock, not wanting to spill a drop on her expensive rug. I seized what would probably be my only opportunity to cum in moms sweet mouth and strained every muscle in my body, all united to release the largest load of cum in my life. The first. I wasn't to be allowed to reach climax yet. He flipped me over, twisted my arms up me back and plunged his hard cock back into my dripping wet pussy. Telling me this is why dirty bitches get. My shoulder ached from having my arms held, his weight pushing down on me. The excitement was reaching new highs for both me and him. My clit was throbbing, waves of pleasure surging through me with every thrust. I thought this was a s good as it could get. He had other plans. Shifting his weight he held.