Vanessa's cunt juices were flowing like a river as she started to come from my tongue. I licked my tongue through her cunt slit and thought that she w...s going to buck me off the bed from her orgasm. I slowed down my kissing and allowed her to regain her composure. I looked up and could see her eye lids fluttering and her wrist straining at the restraints. The girls mid section was tight and very taught, I believe that she worked out often or was on the gymnastic squad. I started back licking. “Is the thought of me blowing a man who is ‘hung like a horse’ while you watch exciting for you baby?, I ask my man.“You know it is.”“What shall we wear baby?,” I ask my man despite having already made up my mind.“Meet me in the foyer dressed to impress in five-minutes.”When Roger appears he is wearing nothing but a bulging, tiny white g-string which looks magic contrasted with his all over sun-tan and his taut athletic body. “Like my outfit I tease,” knowing he does as he has seen it a few. . honestly, it didn't bother me that much." Then what's bothering you?" I asked, turning towards her.She glanced at me and then looked quickly away. "Nothing's bothering me," she said, flashing a smile at me. "I just needed to get out of the house." Really?" I asked rhetorically. "Then what's this about?" I lightly touched her arm above the elbow and she flinched away."Nothing!" She said though her voice was upset. "It's like I told my dad, I must have slept on it wrong or something." Jean," I. How would you like to worship at my feet. How would you like if I led you around by a dog leash. I can tie you down and use my boots on your cock and balls. I’ll take your manhood and not only destroy it but you will thank me for it. Before I’m done, you will be begging for more. I pondered what I just heard. Then I looked up and saw my wife sitting on her throne. The male slave. The one she was just kicking around, was on his knees and his face was buried in her pussy. I listened as my wife.