She had plannedon making her pet into a Goth slave girl, but her pet seemed to have afar better imagination, at least when it came to humiliation, tha...n shedid. Far from the fetish look Alice would have chosen, Beccy had pickedclothes that made her look about twelve at most, although by no means achild. She looked like cheap jailbait, pure and simple, and the wolf-whistles from kids nearly half her age made her well aware of it.***It was sheer genius. A masterstroke. Now he was dressed like. She did not react. Her wheatish waistline well-shaped ass cheeks, her curves. My god, I was going crazy. She was so salty and I love salty women.After some time she was done up to 3/4th of the wall, till she could reach. Then she took the stool and stood on it and started to clean the wall. This posture of hers gave a clear outline of her figure. The nude lean waist of hers gave me even harder hard on.Also, her side posture gave me a glimpse of medium size boobs. Man, I was lusting her and was. She was the Mistress of our home, and I was nothing but a slave destined to serve her and her male lovers in whatever way they demanded. Very good, she said as Tom released his hold on my head and pulled his still-hard cock out of my mouth. There was still a tablespoon of cum left in my mouth, I wanted to spit it out onto the carpet, but I forced myself to finish swallowing it, praying to myself that I'd never have to experience this form of humiliation again.Hopefully, my wife would be. Frankie herself still stroking and pulling on his cock which was now seeping precum, she just wanted it in her mouth, but he wasn’t letting up, finally after cumming so many times she felt her whole body start to shake as he increased his speed her legs lost their balance and the butterflies started in her stomach and with one last earth shattering orgasm her legs finally gave way, taking him to the floor with her, her cum flowing from her.Frankie quickly recovered and she sat on the arm of the.