. surprised me... to say the least.''It was a bit... risky, wasn't it?''Yeah. Risky but real, real, good. I really love the new slut you Shelly. I rea...ly do.''I am glad. I feel so free now and to be quite honest, I am so thankful that you have been so good and understanding of my wants. You letting me fuck other men is something that many may wish for but never get to do. You are the best husband any woman... any slut wife could have.''Well, you are a great slut wife too. I will say that. I would simply have driven on if I had not spotted the small Help Wanted Cook sign. Realizing that obtaining references from Nathan would be impossible, I decided to stop and see what might happen.When I rang the bell at the desk the man who came out from the back flounced up to the counter and waved at me. I barely had time to register his all black outfit before he spoke. "Oh, do tell me why such a manly man stops at the Rock Crest Resort. You do have a reservation, right? But please don't. " Mmm," she hummed around his cock. "Better," she thought. "Next time I'll invite Mary to teach him."Having cum twice before, Doug could sustain his erection a lot longer, but Marta carefully kept him from peaking, easing back and letting the threat fade. When his oral and digital ministrations coaxed her liquids to oil her pussy and her breath to deepen, she turned around. Watching his eager, shiny face, cute and expressive, she guided his cock inside and plummeted. Not the pussy filler Joe. At this point, my lovely assistant Brenda came in with some soft cord and handcuffs with the words:"I think we should practice restraint in these proceedings."She slipped a soft handcuff over one of Doreen's wrists, clipped the cord to the 'cuff, threw the other end under the bed, and carried out the same manoeuvre to her other wrist. Straps were fastened around Doreen's thighs and then cord once again used to connect them. I was told to get off Doreen, and very reluctantly, I obeyed. We left.