I hadn’t seen him much at all lately and now he was on his was to Bombay for some bridge convention. I considered pouting for a minute before I took... my shower and changed into something more comfortable. I changed into a sexy summer dress a nighty that my husband had always hated. He didn’t like the fact that it showed off my long legs and my 36DD breasts. I normally didn’t wear it, but I was incredibly horny and when I’m that over-sexed I like to wear sexy clothes.I decided to play with my. She replied in kind, playful and kitten-like, nipping at his face, growling and mewling. She raked her nails down his arms, leaving pink lines in his skin.She felt herself being spun, pushed into the wall again like a ragdoll. She gushed, pussy juice leaving trails along the inside of her thigh, sucking her breath in as he poised himself, his pulsing cock pressing against her parted slit from behind. She reached between her legs, pressing nails like claws into her clit, beautiful pain exploding. It was clear this was a well practised routine. Brooklyn turned to her water and watched as the two girls on the far end started to gulp down theirs. Taking her position she took it in her mouth and started to drink. She was lost in the moment and only stopped when Miss walked over with a bowl of porridge, this one with a large lump of jam on top and a spoon. Opening one of the top cages she put it down and closed the door again."Don't make a mess okay. You need to look pretty for tonight."She. Your arms encircle me, and your hands wander freely. You pull me tight against your warm, taut body and every fiber of my being seems to stand on end, ready for whatever you have in mind. I tell you to sit next to Tom on the couch while I go get us each a beer. You both talk casually for a moment about how all of this got arranged. From my telling Tom how you and I have had many hot chats on line and how I finally confessed to him how much I wanted to meet you and your meat. As you know now,.