Sure enough, Master stopped at the entrance to the living room and studied my appearance.“Welcome home, Master!” I said in my best falsetto voice....��I've had a terrible day, Cindy”“Would a blow job make you feel better, Master?” I figured a quick BJ might cheer him up. If not, it would at least take his mind off things.“That sounds like a great idea” He replied, sitting down on the sofa and unbuttoning his trousers.Instead of standing, I crawled over on all fours to where he was sitting. By now. I enjoyed giving my husband head. ?Not mine. Ken’s.? I blushed and laughed at his joke. ?I’m not kidding,? he said, looking at me intently. I was a little drunk, or at least that’s how I explained what happened next to myself. ?Okay, if that’s what you want,? I whispered meekly back, squeezing his leg. My husband didn’t say a word, and stood up to leave. I now sat alone at the table with Ken, an attractive man but a complete stranger. I was at a loss as to. He then lifted himself up and drove his hard cock in, so close after me orgasming, so sensitive, so wanting another. He started slow then started going deeper, faster. He pulled out suddenly and turned me over so I was on all fours.He leaned over to whisper in my ear, “Was I in that sexy dream, or was it someone else?”I was so caught up in the moment I replied, “No.” “Do you think he'd like how wet your pussy is now?” he asked.Something clicked just then and I replied, “His cock would feel so. They introduced themselves. “This is Master D, I’m Master J, and he is Master G.” I guess they didn’t want me to know their real names. They were all muscular to the point of verge of body builder to one looked like he was a a body builder he was so big muscled. “We have decided that we are going to take turns by cock size. from smallest to largest, so that you will will take the biggest one better. Not that you have a choice. You will take it no matter what.” Then Master J spoke ‘ Me and.