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Sex From A Glass Chapter 2 by Liz and me His Portly Slut Sister-In-Law, Seduced By My Husband Drink |
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Sex From A Glass Chapter 2 by Liz and me His Portly Slut Sister-In-Law, Seduced By My Husband Drink |
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Prologue: I hope you all enjoy the second chapter of my story, Yes I was seduced by my husbands sex drinks and yes I guess I was a slut because a slut gets used, some times abused as I was by my husband. I guess I enjoy that kind of sexual treatment not only from Ed but from other men. I craved sex with black men, although I never disclosed that fact to my husband. Not because I was scared too but because I just didn't think it was any of his business. Something about a Black man, their muscular body's, the dark skin in contrast to mine, their sense of the tempo, the rhythm as they fuck you with such confident attitudes, their way of talking, romantically yet dirty during foreplay, while have sex and then after as you relaxed. All of this made me wild and turned me into a wantonly wild white woman, helpless to control her physical or emotional feels and desire to be treated like a black mans slut. I guess that must have clear to my brother-in-law, thanks in part to my husband Ed. Chapter 2 It was just minutes when I heard Jay let loose. Faith had just sucked his cock off and was being rewarded for her efforts with his hot load of spunk to feast on, Jays glistening, white, cock hung heavily between his legs. I'm sure she had never seen a white man with such enormous endowment. It was much longer limp, than my seven inch's was when fully erect and I knew for sure that it was bigger than Dr. Plash's which was bigger than mine. The massive thickly veined shaft was nearly as wide as the glass in his hand. Jays huge white dick was a handsome, purple vaned, very bulbous cock. Faith seamed hypnotized by the pendulous swinging of this long fat hose. 
After she finished sucking his cock off Jay stood up. "Stand up my sweet bitch." She did as ask, then Jay sat down and took hold of her waist and said, "Lay down over my lap." "Why?" "Just do it!" He said in a very demanding tone of voice. I stood watching, wondering what he had up is sleeve. She did and then Jay pulled her skirt up so her naked bottom was exposed. Then he let her have it. Two then three and a fourth spank on her buttock. She yelled, "Don't, don't, that hurts please stop." Jay let her up and then said, "Now have you learned that I think you're a good woman for me to fuck." "Yes, yes I have" "Then you'll let me fuck you?" "Oh Jay, I don't know, we're married." "Does that bother you that much?" "Kind of yes." Then Faith, with out saying a word brought her fingers to Jays cheeks, holding them there she looked at him. Then speaking in a low, sultry, torrid, sounding voice, she said, "What would you like to do now that I sucked your cock?" Jay looked at her for a minute then answered, " Wait a while till I can get hard again, then I'd like to fuck you and start a baby growing in your belly, sweetheart." Faith, giggled. She was some what astonished by what Jay had just said, and uttered in such a soft voice that it was hard for me to hear her reply. "Don't you think I'm a little old for that?" "I don't know, are you?" "No, I guess it's still is possible." "Then what's wrong with my being the father?" "Oh Jay, you're awful!" Jay laughed real hard, "I'm glad you think so." Faith giggled and gave him a kiss. Then he told her to set down on the chair again. In a flash he was back between her legs. He was down on all fours with his head up under her skirt, he had easy access to her pussy. Of course my wife was doing all she could to make it easy for him by setting on the very edge of the chair with her legs spread as wide apart as she could. I am not exaggerating at all when I tell you that she began to orgasm less than a couple of minute after he started sucking and nibbling on her. She was in that state more or less continuously for the next twenty minutes or so, till she had to close her legs tightly around Jays head in order to prevent his prolonged assault of her private parts. I was up set to say the least. I knew they had both been drinking from the looks of the bottle but I didn't think that much. I was having trouble believing what I was seeing taking place. This was my brother-in-law, not some black guy I brought home for Faith to fuck with. I wanted to bust Jays jaw, but some how managed to control my self. I thought to my self, "She's a slut woman. She brought this on." I had to somehow stop what was going on. Should I put a stop to it? Should I yell at him, tell him to get the hell out, and demand an explanation from Faith? Why was it I couldn't summon up all my anger and let it out at the two of them and bust Jays jaw? Why wasn't my anger boiling up in me? Why was the need to see what would happen stronger than my impulse to put an end to it? And why was being so intent on finding a place I could observe Faith and the Jay without being seen? Finally after watching them carry on for a good hour I walked to the back door, opened it, then slammed it as if I had just come in from out doors and I yelled, "It's cold out, is there any coffee, I could use a cup?" I saw Jay head for the living room real fast, Faith must have run into the bath room but within minutes she walked into in the kitchen. She was messing with her blouse. She was still attempting to pull herself back together without making it overly noticeably. Her hair was messy and her lipstick was mostly kissed off. She was glowing and her cheeks had a rosiness to them that wasn't normal, she was doing her best to cover up what she and Jay had just been up to. I played dumb and let her get away with it. "Hi dear" she said, giving me a kiss. "I love you." "I love you to," I returned her kiss. "Who's here?" I ask her. "Oh Jay stopped by on his way home, he brought a bottle with him. I joined him in a drink, he thought you might like one as well." "Sounds like a good idea." That's when the idea that my wife should satisfy Jays sexual needs really good hit me. First I wanted to get both of them just a little drunk, then I would make a suggestion to each of them and see just how they both would respond. When Jay walked into the kitchen, I treated him as if I hadn't seen or heard anything. We started to make small talk and I thanked him for bringing the bottle, even though he didn't have to, he knew that I always had something on hand. "How about a drink?" I asked. Liz piped up, "Sure a light one." I thought to myself she must have had several by now. As I got down three six once glasses I couldn't help but thinking about what Marge had told me and tried to teach Faith. I opened the bottle. I poured both glasses about one-third full, then I added some ice. I added something special to Faiths drink. I didn't add much on her first drink, just and ounce or two I thought tell I knew what was up with the kids I better not get too carried away with the stuff. The special something, Marge called "sex in a glass," but it was a tincture of marijuana mix with herbs and Spanish fly that had been mixed together and then soaked for several weeks in one hundred proof vodka. After it had been soaked, it was filtered so only the essences of the highly concentrated ingredients were let in the final vodka mix. It was an apotheosis that I knew would increase Faiths sexual cravings. It was meant to reduce inhibitions and improve the disposition toward sexual activity and improve the mood. I had been given this mix by Marge, she was a supposed sex therapist I had visited a few years back and had worked with Faith. She told me. "Ed this mix will build a fire in your wife's genitals. It is a strong it's a formidable aphrodisiac that works. Ed. This mix will act a little like a mickey, but it is far safer and better. It will cause your wife to become uncontrollably randy. I guarantee that it will stimulate her to such a point that she won't be able to control her sexual desires. She will be more than willing to have sex both men and women and will find real merriment in committing sexual indiscretions, with you around or not. "Ed I have to tell you something about a woman's needs," I said, "What." Ed a woman performs better sexually if she is not in the presence of her husband, she feels embarrassed maybe a bit self-conscious even ashamed of herself. She may even think that your trying to humiliate her in some way. Even if that is true and you do want to humiliate her, "You don't want her to know that, do you?" "No." So if you want the best effect from this mix and the best for Faith and her finding pleasure, try being as discreet as you can or better yet let her go out on dates by herself. "Ok." Ed, she's going to become very silly, impulsive and a very spontaneous wanton women to her submissive desires. She will be an immodest indecent kind of woman after she drinks this. I should warn you, her speech may become rather earthy sounding at times. I assure you she is not going to care what time of the mouth it is or if she can be impregnated or not, all she will want is cock in her cunt." Then she told me that two or three ounces would make her feel goofier than a fruit cake for about three hours, any more than that will just cause her last longer. Then Marge told me about the side affect. She said, "Ed the only side affect with this mix is two. First your wife is going to remember all the dirty fun sex she has had with other guys and is going to be perfectly willing to talk about it so if you want to find out who she was screwing with or anything else mix her a drink with this in it. It just seams to have a way of clearing way the inhibitions that a woman has about talking about her past sex with other men or women, were normally she would never ever consider it." "Second your wife will be like the other women who have this in a drink, she won't seem to remember a thing about acting like a whore after the effects of it wear off. If you ask her if did you have a good time, she won't be able to tell you other that to say I think I did or I guess so. I'm not sure if a woman just oppresses her feelings about what she did or if they truly can't remember. " Whichever don't expect to get a lot of conversation out of her unless you make her a drink, then for whatever reason a women and this will include your wife just becomes a real blabber mouth and starts to tell about her sex life to whoever will listen to her. So be careful when you give her this. Be sure the guy or woman she is with will keep his mouth shut, Ok? I told her yes and then took home two gallons of mix she had fixed for me. Ed there is something else you need to know about what I have taught Faith. I said "What's that?" I have educated her about men using any kind of protection. I have taught her that men should never have to wear a condom. She now believes as I do, that they just enter fears with the way God meant for a man and a woman to have and enjoy sex, even if it means that the woman gets pregnant. So if you expect her to ask a man to put one on, she won't. Ed, Dr. Plash and I have had twelve kids just because of how we think about this. Not all of the kids are his, some of them are bi-racial. Your wife will love being dominated by a black sexual partners just as I do now and she'll discover real ecstasy in having them screw her unprotected just as I do. When I got up to leave Dr. Plash's office with the two jugs Marge told me, "Ed, once you have put the mix in the glass and Faith drinks it there is no going back. In twenty to thirty minutes she is going to become a raving beast on the hunt for a cock that is willing to fuck her, and she will be that way until it wears off, or she becomes so sexually exhausted that she falls to sleep. "Is Coke ok for a mix?" I ask. Both of them said yes. I picked up their drinks and carried them into the living room where they we both had gone, they were sitting on the love set. I placed their drinks on the coffee table, then I want back to the kitchen sat down, smoked a cigarette to bide my time and wait for her drink to have some effect. Off and on I would join them in the living room. I didn't want to make it seem as If I were intruding in their space. They talked for close to two hours and two drinks, when Jay, ask for a third and Faiths ask for a light one. I fixed them both the same, strong. I only drank beer. It was when Jay made a rather off handed remark. "I like a woman who wears white a crotch-less girdle. It's fun to watch them wiggle out of them." We all got a laugh, then Liz made her first off color remark. "Oh Jay I bet you wouldn't like to see me wiggle out of mine." Jay responded, "yeah you wouldn't want to try taking one off in front of me would you?" Jay and I laughed. Faith giggled but never responded, she. Then she said, "Guy's you'll have to excuse me I need go get some washing in." She got up and walked off leaving Jay and me alone. 
This was my golden opportunity I said to Jay," Why not have dinner with us and spend the evening, it's late and cold out and I have some stuff I need to get done. It would be more fun than going to your boarding house?" Then I got up and excused myself from the room and went into the bedroom where I got my copy of "Playhouse Swingers Magazine," I had hidden in our closet. I walked back into the living room and opened it to one of the two special pages I had dog eared so I could find them easily. The August center page photo was of Faith, a full seven by eight-photo with a description above it that read "Layable Lady Faith August Female Swinger of the Mouth." When Jay, say it said, "Ed, she is one hell of a good-looking woman, I would give my eye teeth to give her good fuck." Then he turned to the page that her ad appeared. That's when it could be said Jay came unglued and really let me know how he felt. "Ed, you dirty son of a gun, where have you been keeping this fabulous slutty wife of yours hidden, I want to screw that lovely little Layable Lady to night even knock her up if you don't care?" I just laughed and said. "Jay I think she would be more than willing to take care of your sexual needs, making her pregnant. I'm not too sure about that." The ad is the one that Marge and Dr. Plash wrote out and ran in three swinger publications. It ran free for over a twelve-year period of time free because it was an ad of a woman seeking men. Those ads ran free of charge... "Minnesota: Age 36 Height- 5' Weight-145 Bust- 40d. Attractive female, with soft white Buddha bellies, nice soft white speakable ass. Shapely legs. Squeaky clean, very discreet, expects the same. 
(Swing Status)-Married Female. Encouraged, buy husband to have sex and pose nude for and with other men so long as husband approves of them. He does not need to join in but will be discreet if present.. Does expect to see all photos and movies made. (Ad)-M/W/F) Hi my name is Liz. I'm a big, beautiful, easy going, remarkably submissive, older women with the right guy. I have passionate bedroom green eyes, brown hair, 40d bouncing, seductive, sensitive and very suck able tittie's, soft Buddy, belly, sensitive honey tasting clit. I'm in need of prolonged foreplay and pampering, from black guys', white guys' ok. You must have 7 to 10" long-lasting cocks willing to drench my uterus with hot spunk. Condoms not required. I'm old enough to know what can happen when riding a bare one. I'm looking for a mature open-minded gentleman 50 or older with a sense of humor. He is free to entertain in his home, or apartment or visit me at mine or a motel if married. He must enjoy dinning out, dancing and providing a women with favors. He must have a strong desire please and satisfy a big, beautiful, women who would be willing to pose nude for photos alone or with him while having sex or be in home made films screwing. Sexual Interest- Men who can laugh will have sex giving and receiving oral sex but not to the point of a man spanking in my mouth I prefer that in my pussy or ass holes. Prolonged foreplay of French kissing, having my nipple's suck on, and being finger fucked with more that just one finger, light spankings ok. My husband is indulgent of my sexual needs and desires and approves of my swinging alone if ask. Those sending nude photo, frank letter of desires and includes SASE, will receive same day reply. This was the ad that attracted a number of black guys seeking my wife's pussy as will as a number of white men. Robert, an engineer on the Mall of America, Tal H, Bob from K.C., Charlie, both of Faith's Howard's, Chuck and his three black friend's. I walked down to the laundry room and found Faith, "Dear," I said, "I asked Jay if he would like to stay and have dinner with us, I thought you might like to entertain him this evening, maybe even take care of his sexual needs?" "No that's!" Faith was stymied for words. "What are you trying to do no, no," She said? I said "Ok, sorry just thought you might enjoy it." Then for whatever reason after she came up from the basement with a load of dry, folded cloths, she said "I guess it would ok for him to join use for dinner" "Are you sure?" I ask. "Yeah I guess so." "Yes or No, I don't want to hear I guess so?" This presented a real dilemma for me. The thought of watching my wife fuck another man, has always been a turn on for me. Visualizing her with a well-hung man was twice as exciting for me. But should I involve my brother-in-law? She hesitated for a minute then looking down at the floor she said, "Ok, yes." "I'll get a fire going in the fire place. You'd like to set in front of it and neck with Jay naked wouldn't you?" She started to blush and grinned, "I have some cloths to fold, then she excused herself and want back down stairs." When Faith rejoined us, I suggested a pizza for dinner, she answered, "Ok." That's when I ask her where the kids were and if they would join us for dinner. When she told me, they were at a church lock in. I knew we had the house to ourselves and it was time to pour really good drinks, then she want back down stairs. I walked back up to the living room and told Jay, "Faith just told me that she wouldn't mind your staying the night." "Oh is that so, you're ok with that Ed?" "Sure you just make yourself at home." That's when he found the other photos of Faith I had put in the back of one of the two swinger magazines I gave him to look through. He was thumbing through them and then said. "She's a fucken nigger lover, isn't she?" "Do you like the photos?" 
"Yeah I just didn't think of Faith as a woman who would be nigger-lover that's all." "Does it both you?" "Hell no, I bet she's had some hug pecker's in that fucken hot cunt of hers hasn't she?" "I guess so." "Any of them knock her up?" "She got a scare once, but nothing came of it." "You mean her damn broke?" I laughed and said, "Yeah." "Too bad." "I have some magazines you might like looking at later Jay." "Is she in any of them?' Yeah all of them, It's the same magazine just different issuers it's called "Black Mans White Desire" I ask, "Jay... would you like to make my Faith pregnant, so she could have another baby." Jay looked at me in a strange way, "Your kidding me... you want me to knock her up?" "Yeah... I do." "Ed, are you really serious about this?" (P5) Yeah Jay... I am and she's vulnerable, she's going to be ovulating in a day or two and she'll be defenseless against a good load of sperm." "How do you know that for sure, your just guessing?" "No, Jay, for one thing she had her IUD removed several mouths ago. It was causing her some problems. Then the night before last, she as much as told me when I tried to screw her, she wouldn't let me. She told me that her breasts were really tender, and kind of sore, and that she felt some discomfort in the middle abdomen, Jay, the last time she said that was just before she got pregnant with our son." "What does she use to keep from getting pregnant?" "Encare, Jay." "What that?" "It's a kind of birth control. It's a suppository she shoves up into her vagina before she has sex." "Ed, .Won't she use it tonight?" "No, because I'm going to hide it on her." "Oh your dirty, Ed." "I'll tell you this Jay, if after she realizes that it gone and she still has sex with you then you know she wants you kid or is a real big gambler." "Jay, do you have any condoms on you?" "Nope, I never carry one and I don't plan buying any for this evening if she consents to letting me fuck her." "Good!" Then I said, "Jay, I don't know if Faith is like other women but when she was pregnant last time, I discovered that she wanted sex more than she ever did before she was knocked up. I didn't give a damn why she wanted sex so bad. I just knew that I could fuck her ever night if I wanted and she loved it. Her sex drive was in high gear I guess it was caused by her raging hormones. She would stand in front of a mirror and touch herself, It was like she really like her new voluptuousness. Luckily for me there was lots of alternative to the missionary position, she would lay her sideways and she loved getting on top, we got really creative and found lots of positions that worked well." " You're quite sure then." "Jay... would you just believe me, give her good screwing, see of if you can't knock her up for me, ok?" "Ok, hell maybe. I'll be lucky." "Jay, think of it this way if you knock her up she can take care of your sexual needs and you won't have to worry about her getting pregnant for nine more mouths." Jay laughed, "Never thought about it like that." Then I said, "Jay, I don't know if Faith is like other women but when she was pregnant last time. I discovered that she wanted sex more than she ever did before she was knocked up. I didn't give a damn why she wanted sex so bad. I just knew that I could fuck her ever night if I wanted and she loved it. Her sex drive was in high gear I guess it was caused by her raging hormones. She would stand in front of a mirror and touch herself, It was like she admiring her new pregnant voluptuousness. Luckily for me and the same will be for you, there are lots of alternatives to the missionary position, Faith was willing to try them all. On her sideways and getting on top, we got really creative and found lots of positions that worked well. "Anything else I should know?" "Year, talk dirty to her and don't be scared to call her a fucken whore, or a slut even a dirty bitch. Jay whatever comes to your mind, just talk dirty, it all turns her on." "Jay, I hope you won't mention this conversation we just had to faith?" "Don't worry I won't." I left Jay so he could take a shower and think over what we had just talked about. I walked up stairs to the bathroom. I had hidden porn magazines under the towels on the top shelf of the linen closet. I pulled them out, thumbing through one of them quickly, they looked as if they had been through a war, they had been well looked at by me, Faith had never seen one of the issues so I lift the band new one I had gotten recently. I laid it on top of the vanity for her to find if she took a bath. I thought it might help her get in the mood. Before I walked out I reached in the were she keep he Encare. I took them on and put them in the same place I keep my porn magazines. I sure as hell didn't want her to have them when Jay fucked her. I was never so sure off anything, I wanted her pregnant. I wanted to be vindicated for her playing around with Jay and not telling me. That was going to be my revenge, watching her getting knocked up. I raised the bathroom window shade about two inches so I could see in from the out side. I felt that if she had enough to drink that she wouldn't notice. Taking the magazine's I walked into our bedroom and found my two film cans that had the moves of Faith screwing with black guys. Then I grabbed a few of the photo's I had of her. Some Marge had taken of her. I got the projector off the floor and walked back to the living room where I put everything on the coffee table. Faith looked at me and said, "What's all of that stuff?" "Oh, films of you fucking and porn magazines with your photos in them. I thought Jay would like to see." "Ed, your not going to let him see those films and pictures are you?" "Sure Why not, he'll like it, will that embarrass you?." She never answered me. After dinner I ask, "Would you two like a drink before I go out for a smoke?" Faith said "Yes." Jay responded, "Why not." I got two clean eight-once glasses, opened a bottle of Southern Comfort and filled Jays glasses about half full, then added ice cubes enough to bring it to the top of the glass. Faith's glass, I filled it over half full with Marge's special sex in a glass mix then topped it with Southern Comfort mostly for flavoring, then added a couple of ice cubes. Walking to the living room I handed them their drink's, then I suggested that Faith might like to clean up and put on some make up for her company. I had a can of beer and we talked for a bit. Liz took a sip of her drink, "Wow this is strong stuff what is it." I said, "Southern Comfort, don't you like it?" "Oh yeah, it's just a bit stronger than what I'm accustom to." About twenty minutes passed before She said, "If you guys will excuse me I need to use the bathroom for a while." I walked out to the garage for a smoke. When I thought, Faith would be in the bath room I walked back into the house. I was suppressed to find she had gone back in the living room, still dress and standing in front of Jay with her hands on his shoulders. Jay was setting on the sofa. He had found the porn magazines and must have been playing with himself as he looked through them when he was walked in on by Faith. She had pulled her skirt up and squatted down over his hand so he could play with her pussy. She let out with a soft moan and tossed her head back. "Oh Jay, I do need to take a quick bath." "Ok hurry up and don't come back if your wearing more than a negligee and high heels." "I won't," and she walked out. I checked and the bathroom door. It was closed. I put on my jacket on and walked out and around the house to the bath room window. Faith, hadn't discovered that the window shade was up, so I was able too looked in and watch her getting ready. I stood outside of the window. I started to know what it must be like to be a peeping tom. There she was, standing in front of the vanity mirror smiling at herself she had already gotten undressed. Her douche bag was laying in the sink and she was holding her drink in one hand and turning the pages of the magazine with the outer. Each time she turned a page she took a sip of her drink. As she turned to the next page, I'm sure she was a bit embarrassed to see herself naked filling one side of the page and on the other side a several photos of her naked sucking a black guys cock. The next two pages were photos of her being finger-fucked. The next page was a full page color photo of him with his cock in her pussy and her smiling at the camera man. Faith pushed the magazine aside then taking a last sip from her almost empty glass she picked up her douche bag. Held it to her lips, then kissing the smooth rubber. Then she picked up the douche bag. And turned on the water, checking with her finger to see that it was the proper temperature she filled the bag with almost two quarts of warm water and then added a couple of ounces of vinegar. Faith stepped into the bathtub, she placed one foot up on the edge of it. Then spreading herself open with the fingers of her lift hand, she slowly inserted the nozzle she had placed on the end of the hose, up into my sex opening, then she released the clamp that prevented the flow of solution to flow till she was ready for the contents of the bag too, began emptying into my pussy. Releasing the clamp and smiled as she begins to feel the warmth of the douche water developing inside. She looked over at the bathroom door, as if she heard something outside of the door, but ignored it, in exchange for her own pleasure. The bag drained and discharged the last of its contents into her. It took a long time for it to drain into her. I was so in hopes that Faith would have found the courage to tell Jay to go home, but whatever the reason it seemed that she planned on going ahead and my pouring her that drink didn't help maters at all. 
After finishing with her douche, she refilled the bag, replacing the douche nozzle's with one use for enemas. Then she hung the bag from a towel bar, got down on her hands and knees and inserted the nozzle into her rear end. She managed to run in the better part of the two quarts she had filled the bag with. When she got up off the floor to relive herself, the bag looked mostly empty. She sat on the toilet with her drink next to her on the vanity while she looked at the porn magazine some more. After cleaning herself up with a wash cloth she slipped on her shower cap and got into the shower. When she got out of the shower, she dried off and started to put on make-up. I hadn't seen her wearing make-up like this for several mouths the closest she came was wearing lip-gloss. I could tell from the way she looked at herself in the mirror that she was very proud of the ripe sensuousness of her body, for being thirty-nine and having had two kids. She was a damn good looking woman, for her age. Faith smoothed her whole body with lotion and touched perfume behind her ears, between her breasts, and into the fold of each elbow. Carefully she made up her face, still standing naked before the mirror. She applied her false eyelashes. A little liner to accentuate her large bedroom green eyes, much more than the normal hint of green eye shadow in the crease of the eye lid's. A blushing gel for a little color in her smooth cheeks and lipstick. She was beginning to look very hot, like sexy women... or rather like herself when she bothered with make-up she looked like a really hot female. 
It seamed as if Faith had started feeling a little foolhardy even to the point of being a bit daredevilish. I supposed it was in some way brought on not only from the excitement and the repressed apprehension, over being forced in to having sex with her brother-in-law but from the sex in a glass as will. She smiled at herself in the mirror, then touched the blushing gel to her nipples too. They hardened instantly to the touch. She stood back and looked at herself. The bathroom, she cupped her breast in her hands as if she were weighing them and then bounced them. I thought to myself "Oh my... you do look good Faith baby don't you." .I couldn't believe my eyes after she finished with my make up and polishing her finger nails and putting brown slide high heels and her black negligee, She looked like a beautiful, attractive, mature, sultry, voluptuous, shapely, woman ready to place herself on display. Baring her body as the sexual object, to be used by her brother-in-law in his attempt to afford her the sex pleasure she so hungered for and so richly deserved. Continued... |