You gasp for breath as we continue to kiss and you press gently down on my shoulders. I break our kiss and start to kiss and gently lick your neck. Yo... tilt your head back and moan loudly as my lips cover every inch of your neck. Then I kiss every inch of your chest and shoulders working my way down to your breast. I lick and kiss all around your breast avoiding your nipples. Your moans turn from pleasure to anguish as you place a hand on the back of my neck pulling me to your nipple. I swirl. I need you to want me." I only want those who will serve me. If you mean what you say, you must be prepared for that." Michael wondered what she meant by being prepared for service but did not care. With his throat too dry for a reply, he nodded slowly. They ate their meal in silence, only commenting on its excellent quality.During the taxi ride to her apartment, their conversation was mundane, meaningless chatter. Dominique gave Michael no indication of her intentions and Michael's mind roiled. The black guy had seen Simon looking at him as he banged Ana; so he invited my friend to take pictures so that he could show her husband, me, what his slut was doing while people in the parking lot were watching at her.The bastard even asked Simon if he wanted some. He insisted saying that Ana would spread her legs for anyone that he told her to...Then Simon approached my wife and grabbed her hair like the black guy told him to and crammed his cock down her throat. She took it all without. Such promises she held in that one kiss. My pussy throbs at the thought of it.In the mirror, I can almost see her on the floor of my bedroom, naked and ready to please me. On her belly in front of me licking her lips, wanting my pussy on her mouth, wanting to lick and suck my tender little button. Just the thought of that has my fingers sliding over the swollen knob. My body jerks in response and I press harder, slowly rubbing it back and forth. I pinch my nipple and think of all the dirty.