I replied, "Employee." What else could I say?Carol went right to delivery. I was not considered family...even thoughCarol was my wife. The baby's f...ather was Master Robert. I was justtheir cuckold wife and servant.I was shown to the waiting room. I called Master and told him of theevents taking place. It would be several hours before he could board aflight and then another 5 hours before he would get there. I was anervous wreck. Perhaps it was the adrenaline flow or the hurriedactivity. ” “I....I....I can’t see any women wanted to be restrained on a bed by strangers,” she told him. “A boyfriend or husband, yes. But not by a group of men.” John smiled. “You would be surprised,” he responded. “Lots of women fantasise about it. Three or four guys tying them down to the bed and having their wicked way with her. A woman can get up after having a good time and walk away without any feelings of guilt or embarrassment. She had been restrained and couldn’t escape; she had no option. D was captivated by J's sweet soft Highland accent - he had had lots of English ladies via AW, a few Welsh fillies and even a Sheila, but never any Scots lassies. Distance was obviously a problem, but eventually they agreed on a meeting at a chain hotel near Glasgow, which they could both reach by road. Obviously it would need to be an overnighter, and Jess promised a hot one!D became more and more excited as he drove up the motorway, especially once he was past Gretna Green and in the land of. “Please,” Laura begged, struggling to move her hips, desperate to orgasm.“Say it!” my mother repeated.“I love it,” she panted.“I love your cock in my whorish pussy. Please fuck your little slut. Fuck me and make me yours,” she cried, shouting at the end.My mother resumed her thrusting, the long double-ended dildo pumping in and out of both her and Laura’s pussy. Laura, being so submissive, was a surprise. Considering her awful experience with her ex was still fresh, I thought she would be.