“Oh my god Erica, that feels so good baby!” I moaned out.Her body kept shifting lower until I could feel her hot breath blowing softly over my swo...llen cock head. It felt cool as my cock head was wet with my juices. All I could see was the back of her head, her sooth back, her tanned hips and her sweet little butt as it moved closer to me. I continued to finger her wet pussy, her juices were flowing freely now as I rubbed all over until her mound was glistening.My room was full of mirrors as I. She was one of my most precious possessions as I am sure she will be to you. Use her well.P.S. Open the box only when you are alone.’It was signed D.F. Jefferson and that was that. More confused and intrigued than ever I resisted the urge to open the box then and there and wait until I was alone like the letter said. Not long after that the will reading was over and we headed back home.Erika showed no interest in the box, in fact I am not sure she even saw it since I had it in my pocket. She. It was a lovely restaurant and the service and food proved to be splendid. The wine selected by Mr. R was so good we went through two bottles.After dinner and moving to the club next door, I became very conscious of just how much my breasts were swaying and bouncing as I walked in these heels. Several people tried to be discreet as they watched me go by. Mr. R was admitted immediately into the club. We were shown to a booth on the side of the dance floor that must have been previously reserved. Turning her around, he fed his dick into Ana’s waiting mouth. She immediately began sucking like some kind of sexually depraved wild woman, bobbing her head up and down on his dick. Her beautiful lips stretched around his saliva soaked member.“You’re a good little whore sucker!” the man said smiling. “Your husband must be proud and happy.”Ana released his cock only long enough to respond.“You know I’m only a whore for you, baby,” she said smiling.As he let out a restrained groan, he pulled.