Tonight was going to be a fun one.--------------------We got back home and I lead Carla down the other staircase to her own room, watching her ass swa... in her tight miniskirt. I had gotten lucky with this one; all I’d have to do were some minor adjustments and we could start having fun. “Master, please, I need your cock, now!” Carla cried with a light accent, opening the door to her new home. She quickly began stripping, and I allowed her, taking off my own clothes and laying them neatly on the. Chris delivered another wave of verbal abuse – cocksucking slut, dirty bitch, big-titted tart … and on and on speaking more quickly and panting at the same time. She’d previously told me that he tended to be very abusive, verbally, as he approached his climax, so I guessed it couldn’t be long now.“Are you still there, John?”, he asked.“Yes, yes of course.”“John, is it okay if I cum in your wife’s mouth?”I didn’t have time to respond before he said “I’m going to ejaculate in her mouth. She’ll. You shoulddress to suit your own personality ... you know what I mean, don't you?"I nodded, more to be agreeable than in agreement. "I think so ..."She went on by way of explanation, "I take my clothes very seriously?In my position, I HAVE to. But Sandra, you're not in my shoes - atleast not at this point in your life? And honey, you're such a softie,and you're very feminine? I think for you, pretty's a lot better thancool ... OR chic." Hmm," I nodded, this time in total agreement. I DID like. I don’t think I even thought about the taste of my ass on his cock, nor did I wonder at his ability to remain hard. I opened, sucking without the lip guard, desperate to please them more the blows rained down on each cheek. It wasn’t like a spanking, not in the way I’d experienced with an open hand. Nicole seemed determined to get a reaction from me, to cause me to utter that forbidden and sacrosanct word that would bring everything about this fantasy to a crashing halt. “Oh god, it.