So far, this slut had shown him she was the perfect slave, but there was more...
much more...
that he wanted to do to her still.
He nodded abstractly towards Josh, who sat slumped and breathless in his chair.
"He huge pussy lips has made rather a mess I think. Crawl over there and clean it all up, cumslut." As Molly obediently crawled over to her husband and huge pussy lips started licking the cum up, Marcus left them for a huge pussy lips few minutes.
He picked up the bag he huge pussy lips had left unseen just inside the door, and slipped out of the room.
When he returned, not huge pussy lips long later, he had changed his clothes.
He was now dressed in a white muscle shirt, and tight leather pants that were cut away like chaps in the crotch, his half soft cock swaying as he walked.
On his feet he wore cowboy boots.
He set the bag down beside the sofa and took a seat huge pussy lips, making himself comfortable, and turned his eyes to his property.
Molly was just finishing lapping the last of the cum from Joshs cock and belly.
Marcus smiled at the sight of her.
She was nuzzled between Joshs thighs, on hands and knees, with her tongue doing its work like a puppy.
She was the perfect picture of a slave huge pussy lips.
He was going to enjoy this!
"Is it all clean? Did it get every drop?" He asked, addressing his question to Josh, who gave a huge pussy lips silent nod and tried to straighten himself up in the chair.
Molly was confused at his wording, but only for a few seconds.
At first she thought Marcus was the guest of course, but then she rememebred....
for the duration of this escapade, Marcus owned her, which meant Josh was the guest huge pussy lips simply by way of being allowed to stay and watch.
