My flirtatious friend was suddenly concerned about being caught in bed by my husband. I assured her it was no big deal, and proceeded to go down on he..., licking her delicious shorted clit and wet pussy. I leaned in with my ass in the air, hoping to give DJ a nice rear view if he happened to walk in on us.“Someone’s coming!” Cory said, in a loud scared whisper trying not to be heard. I just popped my head up and smiled, before she giggled along with me, realizing her poor choice of words.My. My wife also thanked her, so polite the Germans. She then glared at me, that look almost killed my growing cock but he fought the good fight, wavered a bit but then stood proud. I grabbed a towle and placed it over my fully erect cock and smiled over at our beach neighbours and they smiled back. My wife asked the woman do you speak French. No came the reply. Then she turned to me and in French,"If you don't do something with that I'm going to kill you right here on this beach". My French is not. God that felt good. My wife quit sucking me a long time ago, and never could take all of me even when she tried. My mind flashed on a few other things my wife wouldn't do and I began to wonder just how far this little slave slut game would go.I told Emily to strip for me. She moaned like she was disappointed, but let my dick fall from her mouth with a wet plop and stood up. I held her leash as she stripped down to just her fishnet thigh-high hose and spike heels. Then I ordered her back on her. Shedding his clothes quickly as possible he walked over to her and lifted her off her feet, carrying her to the bed where he placed her down and climbed on top of her.Leaning down to kiss her he let his hands explore her body. First reaching down and caressing her legs as he brushed his hand against her inner thigh. He passed over her pussy for now and reached up for her boobs. They were more perfect than he had imagined and he squeezed them gently, rubbing her nipples as they became hard. He.