I pulled my panties down and hers too and fucked her, clit to clit. We kissed and grabbed at each other, cumming a second time through wild hair and p...rspiration. I tried to slow down, but my body wouldn't let me. On top of her, I continued to hump, my hips swirling in and out from her. Our pussies slid over each other easily, the flowery flesh of our lips mingling and stimulating each other as we moved faster again, approaching our third orgasm. The climax exploded over us like the surf,. "Ohhh, yesss...," she gasped, "you really should try this, Don, you have *no* idea how good it feels." She strummed her clit a few times, writhing to keep her balance.She looked at her husband, too shocked to even talk back. His cock was as big and hard as she could ever remember seeing it. "Make yourself useful, hmmm?" she murmured, then continued, "but perhaps not in that position." With that she moved around his back and tipped the chair back so it was lying on the floor. His face started to. "It isn't myjob to tell you these things Ma'am. My job is to dress you for yourhusband's fetishes," Leanne replied. Then she admitted, "But now, I donot know what my job is. You obviously have control here and its just amatter of time until everyone else realizes it."He smirked, "Of course. You better not tell Jessica that I know. Thatisn't your job either." Yes, I will not tell Jessica," Leanne agreed. It seemed she had noproblem keeping things away from Jessica, but Jessica wasn't part of. Lynn paused. Her arms arched above her head, hips shifted to one side with her right thigh jutting forward, breasts thrust out in offering as a light sheen of sweat glistened on her panting chest. She tossed her head back with her eyes closed. Her moist lips were parted as if they were about to be kissed. Lynn smiled as she lowered her arms and sank gracefully to her knees on the soft fur rug before him. She kneeled tall, her back slightly arched to offer up her lush breasts as her hands came.