She weighed a beautifully proportioned one-hundred-and-twenty-four pounds. Ellen Feinman was shaped like a woman, with a slim waist and enough curves ...to garner a second look from any man."Gee Eddie, you've gotten pretty quiet all of a sudden! Like the bikini? You don't think it's too small?" She grinned at him, running her fingers through her coiffed hair. Ellen stood resolutely before him waiting for an answer.He looked up uncomfortably into her beautiful eyes. "Well it is pretty small Mrs.. He slowed his pace letting the head of his cock rub against her clit then slid back into her. She gave a quick cry and he knew she was almost there. He did again and again then dove into her while her hips gyrated on his throbbing cock. He could feel her arms tense around his neck. Her breathing came in short spurts. Her legs clamped onto his hips as he rode her until she cried out almost in tears as her overwhelming climax shuttered through her. He held her, his cock still inside her, but not. “Oh yeah baby,” the husband harshly added as he jerked his meat watching the two ladies in front of his cock. “May I?” the wife asked the husband.“Oh darling, you know you don’t have to ask me,” he smiled lovingly and longingly at his beautiful wife. Jena had never seen such softness in a person’s eyes. It was clear that this man loved this woman. “Jena, do you mind if…,” the wife hesitated, but continued, “if I can lick your delectable pussy?” The question caught Jena off guard but seeing. “I’m here to be your slave, Sir,” she answered. “To do any nasty, filthy, naughty thing you want. Degrade me. Fuck me. Use me, Sir!”“Mom,” Lee groaned. Then she slipped out of her robes, her slim, athletic body appearing. The fifteen-year-old had small breasts and a black bush between her tan legs. Her short hair gave her a pixyish bob, fitting her bratty personality. “Me, too. I’m his slave, too, Mom. He uses me! He pissed on me.”“Lee,” Clint growled. “Did I tell you to strip naked and.