We present them as saints and they weren’t.”“They weren’t,” the secretary said. “They made their first fortune from the Slave trade. But y...u’d never know that from the Guide Book.”“They didn’t!” Maureen protested.“They did,” I confirmed. “They owned several slave ships and had sugar plantations in the West Indies staffed with slaves. The family history gives details and includes some unpleasant incidents.” “Can I see your business card?” The secretary asked. “That really made the Director. It turned out John was married but his wife hated naturism so every year he went away for a few weekends by himself. I explained that this was my wife’s first go at naturism and explained her worries. With that John said she shouldn’t worry and she should be happy with showing off her body, which made her blush. We chatted for a while and had a few beers and then my wife said she needed to go to the toilet. When she returned she was carrying her shorts and underwear and was totally naked. John. "What do think? Are you ready to go and fuck my brains out tonight?" I whispered. "How would you like to bend me over the bed and eat my pussy through my panties until I am on the brink of cumming. Then I'll let you flip me over and rub your panty covered cock all over my silk covered pussy until you can barely stand it. Maybe then I'll let you take my panties off and let you back up what you have been talking about all night...How does that sound?" I'm in." was all that he said as he grabbed. A smack that must be him slapping her ass. After what seemed like an eternity I begin to hear her moaning..“oh fuck, i’m so wet. Fuck my pussy.”She always talked dirty to me, but this was a slutty sound I’ve never heard before. It sounded as if they were right against the wall 6 inches from me.He kept pounding away and her screams got louder and louder. Then i heard:“Fuck my ass, i know you do anal with the cheerleaders..”It was true, my roommate was an ass man, but my gf was not. I almost came.