I was working from my apartment being a Sunday. A message popped up from Zen. We again went into chatting for almost 90 minutes. We had discussed almo...st everything including boyfriend, girlfriend etc. I came to know that in 2 years in Bangalore she has changed 5 boyfriends and she has left the next one to her mom. This continued for about a month and I was coming back to India. I planned for 4 days leave before joining office. Something struck me and I proposed her to go to my sore during my. But best of all was that our marriage was as tight knit now as it had been before the transformation. I loved having Billy call me Mistress, and Jamul Master when he was over our house, and having my own personal cute little love slave to do all the menial tasks around the house is a housewife’s dream come true. In fact I no longer wiped myself after peeing, preferring to have my own living bidet take care of that. And not having to lower the toilet seat anymore was a fantasy come true. My only. 'God yes,' I answer greedily, pulling his face to mine so I can kiss his lips again. He releases his grip and slowly lowers me to the ground. He begins ending the kiss and stands up straight. I tug my dress to make sure it's straight. He retucks the parts of his shirt that escaped in the middle of our tiny make-out session.'You wanna go say goodbye or anything?' he asks as he takes my hand.'I guess we can?' I step toward him. 'Or we can just step away and come back?' I run my free hand along. "You better hold onto the straps." My girlfriend advised as she massaged the bitch's back.I've seen men take it in the ass before, and it's always the same look of initial shock as the hard flesh of another man's dick slides into their asshole. The bitch's ass was well loosened and lubricated from my girlfriend's 10 incher but somehow my bull's 9 incher made him buck slightly."Don't. Fucking. Move." my girlfriend snapped and slapped him hard on the ass. She nodded to the bull who positioned.