.......I smiled at Bob "There you go...... We're ready to start a week long fuckfest!"We both cheerfully stripped off our clothes. I wore stockings an... heelswhile he was nude. We hung out, played games, I cooked and served dinner,did the dishes. And of course, we fucked every time I got him hard. Itdidn't matter what we were doing. We stopped whatever we were doing, fuckedand went back to it like it was the most casual thing in the world.It was fucking great!!We, of course, lost track of the. Right then and there. The only question was: how should it be done? How to commence?I whispered in Kristen's ear, " Darling, I want you to open his trousers and get his cock out."She gave me a deep kiss and with his finger still going in and out of her she said, "I love you."I saw her hands go behind her back and to the area where the zipper of his jeans was. By the look of surprise on her face I figured that she must have succeeded and that she must have been impressed. She put one hand back. Christi smiled at her, "I told you, this will be a piece of cake."Mark looked into the trunk and noticed a small stool, they bent him overand placed his butt down on it, swinging his legs in. There were severalstraps here and there and they busied then selves to strapping in thebound captive, Mark just sat in shock. He was flabbergasted and didn'tknow what to do, there was nothing he could do. She had taken completecontrol of him, body and soul. He looked weekly at her as she smiled athim as. " Ms. Taffy will you do the honors of pouring us a little wine sweetheart?" Drip asked me seductively."Yes" I reached over and filled three flutes with the aromatic concord and passed one over to Knocka then Drip. We sipped the classic vintage as Drip lit a thickly rolled Dutch. Knocka reached over for the tiny silver spoon and sniffed the powder lightly into both her nostrils. She wiggled her nose a little, tilted the wine to her lips and laid her head back on the Blue crushed velvet couch. .