Her eyes were fastened on him, and she noticed that he seemed to be as lustfully aroused as she was. She wondered why he didn't just get on with whate...ver it was he was planning to do."Please, lover-boy," she begged. "I want you to lick my cunt, like the dog did in the movie... Come on, Kaiser... What do you want me to do?" The green-eyed woman stared wonderingly into the perfectly-formed creature's eyes, and she was sure she could see them smoldering in desire. But at the same time, she found. Afterwards, we all sat down in Tom’s lounge and that’s when it happened. ! Without any warning my wife told Tom to put on some music [I think it was Frank Sinatra] and there in the middle of his lounge she started unzipping her dress and wriggling out of it whilst Tom looked on intently. It was an incredible surreal moment watching her slowly and in a very provocative style sway her hips around in just her petticoat slip and underwear. Facing Tom she lifted up the hem of her slip and exposed. Master locked me in a rest stop glory hole. Said he'd be back in a few hours. It's been 2 days. Heard an ambulance yesterday. I wonder?More humiliation. Hubby ordered me to the park, find a 10" cock and beg for an ass fucking. Wouldn't take me back without picture proof. I'm such a star fucker. Mostly dull sex but one mousey guy is so kinky it took a week for my cigarette burned clit to heal. He's calling nowPicking up a new slave. I always get butterflies. Start by starving her for a week or. "My feet are killing me," said Samantha as she slippedoff her sandals to rub her feet."You shouldn't have worn new shoes," said Julie."I know. I know. That's exactly what my mother saidbut they go so well with this outfit." Samantha waswearing a blouse with a flared short skirt and beigehose."Why did you wear a skirt anyway?" asked Julie."To attract attention, of course." Samantha pulled herlegs up on the couch then wiggled her nylon-clad toesagainst mine. I moved away. Samantha giggled."Quit.