God this was nice wine I was thinking, undressed and standing in my knickers and brassie, turned on the TV and flicked through the channels.At that ti...e in the morning there was nothing much to see, but I noted as I flicked through, there was a porn channel, and strange to say, no charges to view.I sat down in the chair alongside my bed and watched the fucking going on, with the sound turned down, and this viewing coupled with the wine had me relaxing by stroking my pussy, lazily and. Fir bhabhi ke dudu perkr mazaa agya and boobs laal kr diye chus kr bhabhi ki body pr bites bhi ki full bbody pr kissi ki and bhabhi garm ho gyi kehne lagi mujhe lun chahiye preet and meine kha apka hi hai lun lelo bhabhi letkr laate kholne lagi mein bich mein aaya aur bhabhi ne apne hatho se mere lun pakda aur apni fudi par rakha aur boli dhakka maro preet mein ek dhakka mara aur adha lun bhabhi ki fudi ke andr bhabhi dard se chikh uthi boli aaah preet aaram se jnuFir 2 ..4 jhatko ke baad ek. " She licked her fingers as she spoke. "You're so fucking wet and you taste like a creamy white wine sauce."Pamela kissed me with the taste of my own cunt juice on her lips. I nearly devoured her mouth as I my hands pulled her tight t-shirt up over her tits; I'd been surprised and delighted earlier when I'd discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra. My mouth went from the kiss to suck her soft round tits. I played with her nipples in my mouth, biting and pulling with my lips on those hard. And I mean, whatever. Fuck, suck, lick, rub, bathe us, kiss our feet, clean the apartment, do our laundry, paint the hallway... whatever. You are not allowed to wear any clothing on our property. If you agree to those terms, you are welcome to me, as well as to Jim."Lynette's jaw dropped, as did mine. "Pussy slave?" Lynette asked, obviously shocked.Kristen smiled. "Yup. Oh, we might have friends over when you're around, or invite people over after we know you are there, so you might want to.