Terri....!? I looked down below me and that’s when I realized that I was on my back, with some sort of table/bed under me at a slight angle to lift ...y head up. Chains held on tightly to my ankles, just like my wrists, preventing me from moving. On instinct I strained on breaking the chains. No luck... As I was going this, a strange man made his way to my ‘resting’ body. I didn’t recognize him at all, but his black hair was sulked back with what seemed like some type of grease. Other than. I could feel her hot breath on my shoulder as she was panting softly. Monique lay on her side next to us undisturbed, locked in a deep sleep as I drove my hips down into Emily’s body, forcing my cock in her. “You can come if you want slave.” My lips were almost touching her skin as I whispered into her ear. I felt Emily’s legs tighten around my hips as my dick sank in her tight pussy, her body was up off the mattress as she clung to me, her breast were crushed against my chest as I heard her. She returned with my top up and sat back down in the chair, her legs slightly parted as she sat back. I took another sip and couldn’t work out why it was so bitter, maybe the milk was off a bit as I noticed her drinking it black, I didn’t want to offend her hospitality by saying anything so kept quiet.“So Frank, I understand you’re a bit of a ladies man huh?” she said softly but matter of factually, I was stunned as to how she would know this only living next door a short time, her face was. "What a pleasant surprise. “La Dame de Pique people really know how to pamper its guests” I said. I let the drink and the sea breeze blowing up my legs unwind me. Two closest tables to us had two white couples with a black male sat with them. There were a few more tables with white women sat with black males all exhibiting their lustful urges and sex play without shame or inhibitions. Janine looked as erotically aroused as any woman can be. With one hand she held the drink and with the other.