"TK ordered my wife to sit opposite, legs wide and finger herself, "Want you good and wet so I can get my cock inside bitch," he said.I had to undress...d him, he had removed his T shirt and I knelt in front and undid his jeans, he stepped out of them and sat down so I could take of his shoes and socks. "Kiss my feet," he commanded. I did as I was told kissing his toes and the soles of his feet like the pathetic sissy I wanted to become. He pushed me back and as he stood up again I looked round. How? Sue was taken to the edge of climax but didn’t want to come just yet. She just wanted to stay in this state of bliss for a few more minutes first, but she could not. Her endurance was no longer up to the challenge. Her breathing was out of control, and she was starting to hyperventilate. The vigorous fucking was irresistible. No woman would be able to lie still and take it. She struggled and reacted. Nose breathing alone was simply not enough anymore, and she could feel herself starting to. Below the belt, the material followed the sexy lines of her hourglass figure as it flared out over her wide hips and then tapered back in to hug her long supple thighs before ending a few inches above her knees. Her legs were bare and so smooth that they seemed to shimmer in the light from above. Like the rest of her, her legs were trim and fit and looked incredibly sexy as they tapered downwards into a pair of classic pointy-toed black high heels. I looked back up to her beautifully made-up. He licked his lips and tasted her salty spice. She opened her eyes and lifted her head from the back of the couch and looked straight into his eyes, a hungry fire in her stare. “Your turn, lover boy,” Anna said, with a little envy in her tone. “Well…” he said, not wanting to make Francesca do anything because he was still a little embarrassed at how strongly he felt about her, “I think Lucy shouldn’t be wearing those jeans.” Lucy frowned, but stood up and did her thing, whipping down the tight.