”A while back, Chris on one of our Fantasy Weekend weekends had taken me on a humiliating shopping trip where she bought my slave-girl outfit. A lit...le French maid outfit with a very short skirt, wig, a matching bra, panties and garter belt set, high heeled shoes and black mesh stockings, and a complete make-up kit composed what Chris called my slut outfit. I hurried off to obey her command while Chris and Rachel continued chatting about what they might like to do tonight. Jerry was still. I heard Mandy sigh, her eyes widening at your size. I felt proud suddenly, and lick my lips in anticipation. I felt your eyes on me, one again I bend forward this time opening my mouth wide and covering your entire shaft into my mouth, relaxing my throat muscles allowing the head to push past. I hear you suck in your breath, as you grab my head and push your hips up pushing your cock even further into my hot mouth and throat. From the side I see Mandy looking, like she wanted to join in so I. I drove the full length of my dick into her cunt. Each thrust was harder and faster than the last. Cara got louder and louder. I knew she was close.“I want you to cum,” I told her. “Cum for me.”“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes.”Her pussy clenched on my cock. We came together. Cara held my neck tightly and cried out in pleasure. I pumped my cum into her. My entire body tingled.We kissed passionately. I rolled to the side. We kept kissing. We held one another for a long time and tried to catch. I don’t know what it was about her shaved pussy, with its slit so clearly visible, but I felt like I would love to fuck her in it, with just the very head of my cock, nestling it just inside the very opening of her cunt, using slow and shallow strokes, just teasing her with the head of my cock, and coming just inside her opening, instead of right inside her pussy, but I knew she had said on Saturday morning that we shouldn’t actually fuck any more, so I thought that would never happen. Even so,.