The more I thought about going all the way, the more I wanted to. I don't know what was making me vacillate on the decision, but there was something i... the back of my mind that kept me from making the commitment.We reached the end of the pier and I stopped to gaze into the water. The sun was up, but sitting low on the horizon. Boats and homes blocked the view of the ocean, but I knew the sunrise was beautiful; it always was.The marina had not come to life yet and Eddie and I were the only two. The next few weeks were intense. Marlon was around every single day while Mike worked, Marlon continuously training my mouth and pussy into taking his huge cock. We had Mike cleaning me every night before Marlon came back around to fill me again. Mike started becoming more and more submissive over this time and Marlon had told him to buy me a slutty outfit for a special night he had planned.Mike done as he was told and that night bought me a stunning red dress, it barely covered me and he. I walked down the hallway to the front door and opened it. There was Dennis, all smiles and eagerness. We shook hands and I let him in. He was several inches taller and packing less pounds than myself. His skin was ebony, his smile genuine. He was about a decade younger than myself.We entered the living room and found my wife pouring herself another drink. Her panties were on the floor at the foot of the sofa. She paused at our entrance and sipped at the wine. She flashed her cute smile and. My low grunts have become more and more animalistic, as this is the best masturbation session I have had in recent memory. Another orgasm piles onto the previous two, and I furiously, repeatedly, plunge my toy as far it as it will go.I know he is masturbating, I can hear his breath rhythmically fluctuating, the same way a guy breathes as he empties his load while standing over me. I begin thinking of Brian stroking it, wondering if he is fully exposed or jerking in his pants..Oh how I just want.