Narrow hips, and she was wearing a collar as well. i had no idea Mistress used women the way she used men. i wasn't foolish enough to think i was the...only toy she used, the thought of her with another woman had never crossed my mind.Mistress knew this woman was everything i didn't find attractive about women, and i wanted her. (just because i am a sub to Mistress does not mean that i don't enjoy vanilla sex, or using a lil slut of my own.)when she was within Mistresses' reach, she grabbed this. But remember I know too much for you to get rid of me for a new trophy wife." Relax babe, she needs a drink or two to warm up and then - it's room four." Mandy, his admittedly trophy wife, was a tall big breasted blond. He had traded in on a new wife a couple of years earlier. His first wife had wanted a family. After two children she seemed to lose interest in sex. When she wouldn't try swapping to spice up their sex life he divorced her. Of course it was after he set her up and got pictures. The feel of her pantyhose under his hands had him fully aroused and he ducked his head under her skirt and began to kiss her thighs while he moved his hands around to the front of her belly and down along the front of her pantyhose until he was caressing her nylon covered thighs."Steady there lover! I asked you to steady me not pull me off the ladder. Hang on while I get off the ladder."He backed away and watched her slowly descend the ladder. As she stood on the floor she commanded him, "Kneel. All his attention was directed to Maria's body than her words. Ana told me she might not be wearing a panty. Well, women know. Maria glanced at my Mom & Andre and saw them getting closer and closer. Dad also moved close to her.As for us, Ana was lying on me on the lounge chair as we faced our house. My cock was hard on her ass and my hand was already inside her top, playing with her breasts slowly. Nothing hard yet. As she was short her head was on my chest. With my left hand I put my middle.