I can get dressed and leave. No one needs to know you came on the floor jacking off while I serviced your wife. This is your final chance to save y...ur manhood. I can walk away and you can save, well, what is left of your manhood or I can fuck her. Look at her. That is your wife naked on the bed for Christ's sake. Go over and fuck her. I just ate her pussy. I know its wet and ready. Come on, be a man. Tell me to leave. Get up off you knees and tell me to get the fuck out of here,. Patricia and I met in the most unlikeliest of places we were both in India on holiday I had always wanted to see the Taj Mahal and the Golden Temple of Amritsar among other places my list was so long I would have to stay there a year to explore them all what an amazing and magical place and so it would have it I happened to be at a huge bazaar looking for souvenirs to take back to the states I was trying on a hat because the sun is quite strong over there and I was looking in the mirror that. Yes, she was his toy, and a perfect one at that. Such an amazingly fit and toned body, but... (‘more’) A man like him needed more variety. Perhaps a more buxom beauty to go along with this slim blonde. Perhaps even a girl with a slight build without the strong muscles of this athletic slave. Yes, there were many more women that a man could want.“Why not,” he said aloud to himself. She was oblivious now, perhaps, but perhaps he should use her. She could definitely be of use in recruiting more. “How are You feeling Suzy?” “I’m so excited a box at the Royal Opera house, wow! By the way sir I have put a vibrating egg in my pussy, here is the remote control…” And She handed him a little box of slick black plastic with a sliding switch. “You bad girl Suzy!!!” and he instantaneously pushed the control to maximum. “No Sir, not too fast!!! Mmmmm.” “Oh no, You must pay for Your presumption Suzy!” His hand, so gentle before was now just a heavy weight pressing down into Her, but he.