That's almost the same as wearing tons of makeup, isn't it."Cindy returned to her seat while Jan used the telephone intercom. A few moments later one ...of the slave girls appeared with a tray and three cups of egg nog. As she entered the room, she squared her shoulders and straightened her back causing her breasts to thrust upward. The girl was one of the newest hires in the bank and didn't yet have her slave collar. Like Kelly, she was just wearing a big red bow in her hair and a small one. As the day went on, she felt more eyes on her than ever before. She had no self-esteem issues at all, but even she thought it was a little strange. Strange because one, she didn't do anything different that day. And two, girls were checking her out as well.“What are you talking about? Of course you would get checked out by dudes... That's like, a regular thing for us,” One of her classmates, Jasmine said. Jasmine was a cheerleader, also curvy.“No, you did not hear me. They always do. I just. He stretched her for a few minutes, then buried it all the way into her. She remembers the throbbing hardness, and cuming many times with just that first guy. The spread eagle setting on that sex seat was working well. This guy and the other two knew my wife, well at least they knew her as both the campus runner and the little blond stripper at Lorraine’s Lounge. It was extra exciting that they now got to fuck that same woman. The first guy was beginning to fuck my wife hard and fast. Bill had. Around 2:00 a.m. I drove home, and there was a message on the answering machine from my hubby. He and his lady friend were at a hotel in the city near us and that's how we check in with each other. I beeped his cell phone with our code to let him know I'd taken care of a couple of guys that day and evening and things were cool on the homefront.This is just the way we both think sex should be -- none of this crap about monogamy if you're not into that. We both want sex and a lot of it, and one.