Once again, I closed my eyes, and started to think about George being the one who was moving in and out of my vagina, how I was letting a white Christ...an man fuck me and thrust his uncovered white penis into my unprotected vagina, and a huge orgasm was now building quickly. My husband was moaning loudly now, and I could feel his cock swelling inside of me, his strokes were faster, and he was penetrating deeper and deeper inside of me, I knew he was about to ejaculate, I pretended in my mind. " She said as she relaxed and fell against the wall."What about us?" asked the assistant. "It's our turn now, we want to fuck you, bitch!" "Mmmmm!! Yes that sounds nice." My wife replied without opening her eyes. "OK lads, take her into the cubicle." The men dragged her inside the small room and roughly stripped her naked, knelt her on an armchair with her arms resting on the back. The assistant got behind her, opened his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. I watched intently as he. I was justinstinctively taking on the role. As I walked into the bedroom, a bath towel wrapped around my chest like awoman, I saw her waiting. LeeAnn was here."I am just here to help with some final touches." She said with a smile. "Remember Vegas last spring? Remember saying only the weak could behypnotized? We're about to find out how strong you are baby." She wastalking as she helped me into my night gown. She guided me to a pair ofchairs by the bedroom window. I sat in one, her in the. This time, Ayesha was enjoying the exhibition of her own body. She had on a very small bra, barely covering her boobs. As she opened her shirt, the young attendant boy stood glued to his spot, not even acting like he was doing something.Ayesha clearly saw him and quietly told me, “This is good practice for my shoot, I’m getting confidence. I won’t be nervous when people look at me.”I was thinking in my head that this boy is going to jerk off later thinking about my wife. Oddly it didn’t bother.