Lustful Encounter with a Wet Pussy

Rob ordered the large ribeye at twenty-eight ounces, also with soup and salad. Eporner Just sidle up to the edge of the couch so Marci can reach your cunt. ++++++
The meeting and luncheon were everything I had hoped they would be. ++++++
So began our lives without Marci, nee Mark, although I did visit with Jonathon often. I was about to sue for divorce when you told me about the cock cage. They ran in, excited as usual about everything that they had experienced and eager to share their adventures with us. I only wore this when I was planning to take Marci beyond her limits, if she even had any by now. When questioned, I always responded that “my name is Marci and I am a cum-loving sissy slave for my mistress—Mistress Donna. My husband is with some bimbo so why don’t you take me next door to the motel and give me a really good one.”
“You’re kidding, right?” My look told him that I couldn’t have been more serious. This remote has ten settings. Then he kissed me gently and pulled the blanket and sheet up over our bodies. She was the slave; I was the mistress, and there was no way she would ever forget it. Their rivalry led to many an interesting holiday dinner with the teasing and joking staying good naturedly. Every time we worked together we finished the day by making love. About four months ago one of those unfortunate women had told me about representatives from a larger international firm meeting with Mark several times over the past month.