You know what? I’ll let you choose. You can either lick her asshole or, to make up for refusing the order, have your pussy slapped instead of your b...m.” My eyes widened. “My pussy slapped?” I voiced my disbelief out loud. She wouldn’t do that, would she? But the glint in her eyes told me that this wasn’t an idle threat. “You’ve got three seconds to decide.” I thought feverishly. Licking Brenda’s ass, or having my pussy slapped? One sounded as kinky as the other. But I had already experienced. The corporation sponsors a semi-professional basketball team. They just won the regional championship. You were probably their reward. Please understand, I was told to say and do all those things yesterday. They tape every one of those kind of sessions. Tremper is holding not just one, but dozens of those episodes over my head as well." You told me you brushed him off." I lied. He seduced me that day in his office. I don't know, I guess I felt flattered when he made a pass. He was the. I was so turned on fucking Shane in a moving car while my hubby watched in the rear view mirror. I rocked back and forth on him grinding his dick in to me as deep as possible and Shane started really working my tits over. He squeezed them, licked and bit them, pulling and twisting my nipples in painful near orgasmic pleasure. I had my eyes closed during much of this , then noticed we were no longer in the country, but on a busy street on the outskirts of town near the airport. There were plenty. "As she said this to Chris she noticed him blush. Chris thought that helooked good in his outfit and he was glad Jess noticed him. He wasthankful Jess had purchased those clothes for him and this jacket wasdefinitely comfy and kept his little belly nice and warm."Hey Chris...I was wondering. Is it ok if we call you Chrissy from now on?I mean...it only makes sense now right?"Jess laughingly said that to Chris and he also laughed. Chrissy....that washis name now. Not that much different as it was.