She was everything to me. Every day I woke up next to her, stared over and thanked my lucky stars that a girl as stunning as Helen wanted to be with m...e. Her long blonde hair cascaded over the pillow, framing her strikingly beautiful face. I would peel down the duvet to admire her naked body. She had magnificent breasts which lost little of their fullness as she lay on her back. Each was capped by an unusually prominent, ruby-red nipple which seemed to be in a permanent state of arousal. The. It was a logical step, but one which created several dilemmas. First, there was the problem of not being able to date. Second, there was my relationship with Tasha. Third, there was my recent talk with Maggie. Beyond that was the decision which loomed large over all the others — was Kimiko prepared to stay in the US once she graduated? And if all of THOSE things could be resolved, was pursuing marriage with Kimiko something I wanted to do? Something I should do?That raised the ever-present. Mmmmm...I'm sorry....Ohhh!" Don't apologize Betty. God you two look so fucking hot! You've got me so horny! I think I should join you."Wilma then stepped up onto the sofa straddling Betty, instinctively knowing that Betty was now far too horny to refuse her, splaying her thighs wide apart, Wilma lowered her now wet, red-haired pussy to her sex-starved friend's face. Betty laid her head back looking up between Wilma's legs, confronting the curly-haired buttery fuck slit of another woman. Then. “Thank you, babe, that’s great news! Sounds like you’re fucking someone, just as I’m fucking Feng! Who’s humping you? You know that I won’t mind! I never have, just as you’ve never worried about who I’m banging, isn’t that so?” I asked my dear slave-wife, the great Mrs. Jeanette Le Roux Saunders.“Oh, Master ... honey, it’s ... Carl, your brother-in-law, he’s really slamming me good and rough, baby! Oh, fuck! Damn, he’s fucking me much like you must be screwing Feng! Screw her twice as hard for.