That wouldn't make any sense given how she came to know about me. Somehow she sensed a story in this.But I needed more information, and I could only r...act after she made her move. If she made an accusation then I could counter it. This was more like a chess game, where there are two opponents who each make a series of orchestrated moves aimed at winning a larger prize. Hers was supposedly to expose me while mine was to maintain the privacy we all needed. But I'd need to see her move before I. Then slowly thing started to heat up as the game progressed and there comes a time when all were in our underwears. It was getting pretty difficult for me to not to look at their nude big boobs.Then the bottle stopped on Dechen and Monica dared her to give me a blowjob and I got excited on that and gave a flying kiss to Monica for that. Then Dechen looked into my eyes and asked me “Are you ready for real fun” and winked and suddenly hold my cock over my underwear and started squeezing it.Seeing. But as a person, as a ... something.The men were really hammering her now, her body flailing about like a ragdoll as they ruthlessly fucked her. Their pace meant it wasn't long before they obviously began to come inside her and it was at that point I heard voices in the street. Slinking back into the shadows, I saw more black men approaching the door. I watched as Sarah again answered and beckoned them inside. I heard her clearly this time, addressing them cheerfully and saying they were all in. There was a nice breakfast nook that would serve as my desk too. Plus in the back was a regular double bed in a room by itself. When I suggested putting tint inside the windows for privacy my wife liked that too. All I had to do was talk her out of noon hours or change Pamela to a different time frame. If I did, could I handle both women just minutes apart? Damn!The next day I discussed it with Pamela. She smiled and told me that I would probably be working late a lot and that I should suggest.