Chester slid his fat, huge cock in my married, white, pussy. I moaned as he buried it in me and slowly started fucking me. Chester grabbed my soft, ...fat hips and used them as handles as he plowed my wet pussy, telling me that I belonged to him now. "Your my fat white cum slave aren't you Mary" Chester said as his cock fucked my pussy deeper than it ever had before. "I'm your's Chester, I'll do anything you ask" I cried. I felt more defeated and more aroused than I ever had. Chester liked. She offered me a glass of red and I thought sod it why not. We stood in the kitchen for a while chatting away, I couldn't take my eyes off her as she looked radiant but I knew nothing would happen so I just enjoyed the chat and nice wine.After a while I suggested I go to bed as I was keeping her up and went off to the living room as I was staying on the sofa, we said our good nights and went our separate ways. About 15 mins later Annabelle came back into the living room in a black silk robe and. “You?”“Slaving away at the salt mines while you go off and play.” She joked. “I have to file all the reports from the California trip, and see if Christine still needs me to go to Dallas, and if so, when.”“Christ, you just got back!” Doug protested.“It’s what I signed up for, and I like my job.” Lane shrugged, leaning left and bumping him with her shoulder. “It’s better if I keep busy right now anyway, temptation is a powerful thing.” She joked.Doug snuck a glance at Carol and saw her trying. Naomi squealed with delight at Mike's touch, saying, “Ooh baby. Well let’s get on with it. What shall I wear first?" Mike smiled at her. They walked back to the bed and he grabbed the tote bag. His pulse quickened, savoring the scent of her. Looking into the bag he said, "Red pleated mini skirt." Naomi smiled and said, "Ok then." She grabbed the skirt out of the bag. She slid her sweatpants off, revealing small panties underneath. Mike slid his pants and underwear off and removed his shirt...