I want you to fill my arsehole and my mouth to make it a trio.”“I can't wait to see Dick fucking you in the arse, Sally.”This from my wife that ...ad never let me fuck her arsehole! So that's what we did first after breakfast.“I'll get the lube.”, my wife volunteered.She came back with a tube of KY and passed it to me. I smeared some on my cock which was already rigid and bouncing in front of me. Then Wendy took the tube and pressed some lube into Sally's arsehole. Yet again, I was amazed at my. He sat back down as if nothing happened and clearly tried to avoid looking into my eyes. He positioned properly the book, grabbed his notebook and pencil and then in deep thought put the pencil to his mouth, turned the page in the book, put away the pencil, licked his lips, and then pressed the pencil back to his mouth.-So where were we?-he asked.But I was too much in a trance to answer. Seeing the pencil I used pressed against his mouth like that, has given me mental images like nothing. I get home and call Ben.“Hey Ben, how are things going,” I say.“Hey DW, I can’t wait to see you again man,” he says.We talk for a while and he says, they have some people to run the lights and set-up and teardown equipment. I tell him that I have someone to move the equipment, set it up, and manage the day-to-day operations. “I will have to train him, but he should work out fine,” I say. We say our goodbyes and end the call. I pull a piece a paper from my pocket and call the number written on. She knew it. I saw it there, laid bare in those hauntingly beautiful eyes. She was my slave, and I was her Master. A simple truth, rooted into the core of both of us. It made every moment I was inside of her a deliverance. That night, I fucked Jess longer than I’ve ever fucked anyone before, and longer than I’ve ever fucked her since. I don’t know how long we spent entwined, my cock buried into one of her supple, willing holes as I bit her, scratched her, took her nipples between my teeth and.