I stuck my tongue as far up inside of her as I possibly could, begin a fucking motion. She began to squirm around on my face and soon her juices were ...all over me. I let my hands roam all over her tight body until they found her tight breasts. I gently played with the flesh as I sucked on her, pinching her nipples playfully. I was hard and dripping pre-cum and I knew if he played with her too much I would shoot all over. I climbed on her and positioned my cock just below her cunt and gently slid. Mr. Y also expect her to dress a certain way. HE has directed her daily mode of dress to consist of wearing short tennis skirts or tight yoga pants and tight tops during the day. She may wear stretch tight jeans with heels. Mr. Y requires, when Mrs. K is going to see HIM, she can only where skirts or dress that are above mid-thigh and heels 4 inches or higher. He also allows her to wear stockings but they must be thigh high. Her tops must be tight and should cup her breasts or be low cut and. I rested my palm on his chest, his nipple. He still faked sleep. Under the covers, I pulled up my entire body onto his. The mound between my legs pressed into his hip, my naked nipples slid over his arm. I shifted more and more of my body weight onto his front-side until he fell onto his back. My panties scooted onto his hard penis below his boxers. I pushed up and supported all my weight onto my knees.I tried lifting the shirt from him but he stopped faking his sleep and pulled his arm up to a. I placed one hand on the small of her back and pushed down lightly to get her to arch her back and tilt her butt up more. When I first touched the tip of that Silver Bullet to Susan's little brown rosebud, she drew a deep breath and moaned deep in her throat. I startled to slowly work the nozzle into her pucker, no more than a half inch at a time and withdrawing it almost all the way out before inserting it a little farther on the next stroke. Yes, I was fucking her ass with that big fat enema.