She started stroking my hard cock and said “you think I can take this cock?” You want to try, I replied. She smiled and said just see if it can fi... ok, be gentle with me. I said I would and if she didn’t like it I would stop. We went to her room and she immediately took off her clothes and laid on the bed, I thought to myself that she really wants some dick bad. I reached between her legs to see if she was wet and it was a river down there. She apologized for being so wet and said, “please go. She stroked it, causing it to become quickly rigid once more.“Are you ready, Bitch? I see your cock is.”Without another word the Mistress pushed him onto all fours.The Assistant left the room only to be replaced by another who was also wearing a strap-on.“I’m going to demonstrate some of the skills I’ve been teaching your whore of a wife. I’m going to use you just like I use that cunt.”, she stated in a matter-of-fact tone while rubbing the tip of her cock against his ass.The Assistant grabbed. "You've never wondered what it would be like to have a bit of variety with another guy." I kept returning to the point."That's not entirely true," she surprised me with her answer, "I guess the closest I would have come to anyone, it would have to be some of the guys in Saudi, like Ron, Hernan or Camille, maybe even Ghassan." You would sleep with those guys?" I zoned in on what she had said."Maybe, but only if they do not have one of those ugly looking things," she was obviously not going to. I went to my room, it wasn’t a big room but it was mine. It just fit a single bed and not much more. Not that I really needed much more. I pulled the two duffel bags from under my bed and packed my clothes and things away into them. Within twenty minutes all my stuff was packed away. Mom and I have always had enough to get by, we never struggled though. There was always food on the table and clothes on my back.With everything packed I got into bed and quickly fell asleep. We had a long drive.