Sarah was not tall, but she had the most perfect figure, at least to me. She was now standing in the door way, as naked as the day she was born. She t...ook one step towards me and I instinctively glanced behind me for the settee. Along with a single chair, the two seater settee was the only other place to sit in the whole house. Both faced the black and white television that stood proud in the corner of the room; a mighty symbol of extravagance in our simple and humble world. I stepped backwards. She bucked, grabbing my head as if to push me deeper inside. I used my tongue as a cock, in and out, fucking her as deeply as I could. With my mouth clamped to her pussy, her thighs were muffling out the sounds in the room, her moans and Ben. I couldn’t make out what Ben was saying, I was just getting the occasional word in his sentences. I could feel him close by, moving on the bed.“Fucking hot” Ben said. His hand was on my ass, “So …. Sexy” as he gripped a handful of my ass cheek. “So. My pink top was very small and wrapped tight around my little chest. Tight enough that my nipples perked out. I took a great deal of time applying my best makeup and sprayed perfume on my neck. As I was slipping on my high heels another explosion hit hard. Then there was total silence, the rebels moved on to another attack plan as they did every day. These moments of calm didn't last very long. This was the time for me to go.I was hesitant for a moment. So many thoughts and questions. What. Submissive people like you." She told me."Submissive? I don't know what you're talking about Hillary. I-I think you should go now." I managed to tell her.She didn't move, in fact she didn't even seem to hear me at all."The only chance you ever have to get into my pants is to make me happy by doing what I say. It's really pretty simple. For example, what if I told you I'd let you see my bare tits if you just did one simple thing for me?" She asked, and she let me get a brief view of her chest.