Not sure who started it but we were splashing each other and laughing and just having a good time. It was then that Michael picked me up as though I w...ighed nothing and threatened to dunk me under. I tried to say no but ended up being dropped into the water, immediately I felt some strong arms help me up. It turned out to be Malcolm whose hands stayed on my waist briefly where he had lifted me. "That wasn't very nice" I said while trying not to laugh. "I'm sorry" he said, "You can dunk me if. My Slut Boi talks excessively more than any other slave I have EVER had. Sometimes I just shut him up by gagging and mounting him even though I mostly enjoy his subject matter. His intense “stories” never bore me. My Slut Boi has a diverse and interesting background; he has experienced success in various aspects of his life and is very generous within his D/s relationship. My Slut Boi has accused me of being a bit cold and cruel at times when I briefly respond with “thanks, bitch” or “slut” to. Small mewling sounds and moaning escaped around the ball gag fitted into her throat. He walked over to her side.Her eyes came up to his and he could see them begging for release. Taking off the ball gag he gave her a few sips of the beer to sooth her parched throat. Then leaning forward he slid the head of his dick between her lips. She started sucking on his cock lifting her head up and down as much as she could bound the way she was and with every stroke of her full lips up and down his cock. It made it hotter to me that the guys kept making remarks about fucking your hot little wife and you had no idea. Joe said he loved unfaithful wives, like me, that fucked around on their husbands. Sam said it would be even more fun to get together with both of us again after he had fucked me.I admit I got into it. Being "unfaithful" added a new zing to it. I said at one point... poor Dave he is sitting at home unpacking boxes while I am here fucking the two of you. If he could see me right now..