Then she made a massage on his chest. She sat down near by him and said that "-It looks like we are done with the massage." He didn't answer. "-You se...m much better now. Do you need something more." While she was saying it, her eyes were flashing glances on the bulge between his legs. He caught her shy glances on his bulge. She felt ashamed but tried to handle it. She eyed his young and masculine body from his head to till his feet and said: "You have a healthy body." Then she stroke his tummy. ”Dennis reacts with an almost disappointed tone... “Ooooh, that’s a bit of a leftdaan ... We don’t like uvva London clubs ... Cas always gives it a little bit more, just to make them pay!”Chelsea laughs again, “Oh, in that case...” She attempts to mimic a football chant, “Chelsea – Chelsea ... Chelsea – Chelsea...”“Alright then ... Tell us your story so this big boy can teach you a lesson with his fucking huge cock!”We close in on her, getting a better look at her face as her smile broadens.. It was the "usual" sort of cuckoldingscene except that it wasn't. He was in charge, not her. In all theprevious times it was my lover who was in command both of me and of themen she'd brought into our home. Not this time. Not with Michael.Not at all.And Claire loved it.His dominance and control was just so damn effortless on his part.Nothing arrogant or crass. Just simply there as if it were preordainedand natural. He was magnetic that way. I felt it to and was bothturned on and appalled. She is about 5’8” with an athletic build long and thin with breasts plump like melons ready to be picked. Her long brunette hair is like silk as she runs it across my body. She is flexible, creative and hot in every way. We ordered room service about 8:00 when we needed a break.After a late night of in-bed entertainment, Suzan and I slept in late. I was awakened from my slumber by the sensation that someone was sucking on my cock. As pleasure pulsated through my body I opened my eyes to.