"Yes, Jeff," I moaned as he grabbed my long black hair in a tight hold around his balled-up fist. He yanked it back as he started to pound his cock in...ide of me. "Fuck me, Jeff, fuck your wife!" "That's right, you're mine," Jeff growled in my ears as he fucked me hard and fast. "These giant breasts, mine, this tight stomach, mine," he growled as he fucked me, he didn't take it slow or cared if I was getting any pleasure. "My ass, Jeff? What about my ass, I work on it just for you," I said. "I think we'll have some fun then"she said. The larger ring looked like it was a collar and had a hinge/pivot pointat what appeared to be the rear. Sara twisted it and it sprung open andplaced it around my neck. As she brought it together in the front, it"SNAPPED" right out of her hands to the closed position and stayedthere. The small pink broach in the center hid the front seam so thatnothing could be wedged between the halves to force it open."COOL" Sara exclaimed. With that, she pulled out. Keys jingle, a lock clicks. The door knob twists, and it swings open on silent hinges and then light floods in. she rubs her eyes letting them adjust to the bright light, her vision clears and her heart jumps when she sees him. There, standing in the door way, she sees her master. Angel was a small girl, 5' 3" with long dark brown hair and the cutest cat like nose you've ever seen. Her eyes could melt an arctic snow cap with there gaze. She had the best smile that could make anyone's day. She. Her hand slid down his back, anchoring into the taut boulders of his ass and pulled his crotch to hers.Simultaneously, his hands followed hers, dipping beneath the tight waistband of her slacks and under the elastic tops of her panties. Her little wiggle movements increased to a provocative dance as his hands covered the perky, rounded curves of her bottom. He squeezed down. His fingers firmly dug into the fleshy demiglobes, kneading her silken buttocks as he had fondled the moldable mounds of.