Little tuff guy grabbed her arm and said what are you doing? She said I'm going to get fucked by this man. So let go of me. He said you slut , I don't...think the t sound was all the way out of his mouth when John's fist knocked his ass out cold. John, my wife ,and I all walked to John's boat and shoved off. When we where out far enough so they couldn't hear us John asked who those guys where. My wife said they all three work with her. I said no shit now they will think you are a slut. She said. Her wheatish complexion was amazing with some sunset light falling on her body. It was perfect. She sat cross-legged on the couch with her one hand on her head and one hand used as a rest. That’s what her painter told her to do. And she obliged.She was now under his spell. He was admiring her bosom. Her legs. Her navel. Her neckline. Her lips. Her eyes. She was heaven on Earth for that painter. He got on to his painting. After a while, when he was finished he just looked at the painting with a. I couldn’t help but start to fuck her mouth and began working myself in and out of her mouth and her mmmms grew louder and more frequent. Once I felt myself getting close, I stopped and pulled out. Gina asked if I had cum and I told no, not yet. I told her I was getting close and wanted to give her the choice of cumming in her mouth and her swallowing it like a full blowjob or for me to pull out and let her watch me cum. She said that she wanted to watch me cum. I told her that it shoots out. The first thing I put on was the corset, it was very slimming and gave me ample cleavage so I figured I would get this one. I put on the collar and really liked it too. I tried on the skirt and it seemed really tight and didn’t look right at all. I peaked my head out of the door, ‘Dean, pass me that school girl uniform looking thing… no, just the skirt on the left, yeah that’s it.’ I tried it on and really liked it this time. I walked out and handed Dean the things I didn’t want and he hung.