This was wonderful. I could just imagine a bevy of these busty women around me.That bitch Magnolia knew my weakness for busty women.The fact I was a l...sbian was a closely guarded secret. My husband didn’t even know, though he recognized our marriage was merely for convenience these days. He probably assumed I had my male lovers, and I did not mind the whores he fucked so long as the world didn’t find out. To Indiana, we were a liberal Christian couple, embracing tolerance and progressiveness. ” The woman instructed in a low husky voice. Richard paused to take a breath, and squealed as the rattan cane cut sharply across his buttocks! “Now!” She barked. He quickly did as she bid, and she tied his legs to each corner so that he lay with them splayed wide apart. She fixed a tight broad leather band across him, just under his arms. He was totally immobile, save for being able to twist his head from side to side. “I will enjoy this.” She whispered in his ear. Richard closed his. . and I just ... assumed! Don’t you get it? I guess that you don’t. He’s into wife-sharing, wife-watching, hotwife stuff, voyeur stuff, you know. Oh, I toss him a little strange now and then when it amuses me, but it’s mostly about him sharing me ... and being very happy to do so!“You’ve always wanted to bed a couple ... I gave you a couple, papi. Reggie and me. I’m sorry that I didn’t ... show you the anklet ... or my tattoos, one of which was your name, another was his. Yours was a tramp. Without thinking he reached out, pulled her to his chest, and kissed her; one of his hands finding a breast and nipple. She struggled for a moment but was very quickly overwhelmed with a series of new sensations that made her want her brother to continue kissing her and feeling her up as he was doing. Her hands began to explore his body as well, and she gasped as she found his cock straining against his trunks. He was drifting them closer to the side of the pool as they explored each others.