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    My pussy was already throbbing and dripping wet when he touched my thigh. My heart was racing in my chest as my nipples stood erect, anticipating his next move. My clit was burning with desire, so desperate to be stroked and I could feel my breathing become heavier as he started whispering in my ear. “Tell me what’s got you so excited”, he asked. His hand edged closer to my pussy and brushed my mound, falling short of my swollen clit. “I...”, before I could finish my sentence his hand lunged at my clit and squeezed it gently. I gasped in delight and felt my chest heave with lust. “I can’t wait for you to fuck Babygirl again”, I continued. “I miss knowing you’ve been enjoying her body and pounding her tight little cunt”. By this point, his fingers were expertly circling my throbbing clit and I was hanging on his every move, like an obedient little cuckquean. “I miss fucking her too”, he purred. “She’s so hot and tight and petite. She’s going to look incredible in that catsuit”. I felt myself blushing at how I had ordered my husband’s girlfriend a pvc catsuit earlier that day. “Mmm, I’m so excited that you’ll get to fuck her as she wears that”, I admitted. He knew how much I’d always loved women in pvc so it made sense that his Babygirl have one to wear while he fucks her. “Perhaps I’ll make her send you some pictures of my cum dribbling out of her pussy while she’s wearing the catsuit”, he said, as his pace quickened on my juicy clit. The thought of seeing my husband’s seed trickling out of the sweet little hole of his Babygirl drove me wild. “Mmmm, yes!” I exclaimed, feeling myself close to the edge. My whole body felt sensitive to the rhythm of his fingers. “You want me to fuck her bareback, don’t you? You want your husband to pump her full of cum”. He hungrily asked. “Yes! Yes I do. I need that!”, I moaned, as a huge orgasm emanated from my clit, through my aching pussy and up to my chest. I writhed and moaned as he continued to stroke my slit until I put my hand on his, signalling him to stop...

    Catsuits (again)

    So as I’ve mentioned - once or twice before 🙈 - I’m rather partial to a woman in a pvc/latex catsuit. It’s something I’ve loved since I was a hormonal and horny teenage girl when I saw a woman wearing one on some soft core porn on latenight tv. I remember feeling so excited and turned on by it. I think that’s when I realised I was bi. Anyway, eve since I’ve been a cuckquean I’ve been keen for my husband to fuck a catsuit-clad woman. I’d be more than happy to buy one for one of his girls so I’m hoping that with his Babygirl’s enjoyment of kitten play, she’ll be open to the idea. Here’s hoping!

    This was the first time they let me into the same room.

    “We’ve decided you’re allowed to touch today” my husband told me. “Don’t be shy - go ahead”.

    I marvelled at the sight before me. He knew women in latex catsuits were one of my biggest weaknesses. I coyly reached out and stroked her beaufitul, wet slit.

    “Feel how superior her pussy is. Now do you understand why I enjoy fucking her so much?”

    “Yes” I replied.

    “Good! Now off you go. You can listen at the door as I plough my cock into her perfectly tight cunt”.