The workers were all bisexual. Danny heard them asking each hotel guest who they wanted to service them. Danny saw one of the male workers pull down a...man’s pants when he had first entered the dining room, and one of the female workers eating out a woman’s pussy when he sat down at his meal. No one cared about the gay oral sex happening because it just wasn’t in the programing of this world to be offended by something like that. In fact, Danny tried googling things like rape and homophobia to. "I can tell we need to calm you down, open your mouth and suck on my thumblike a good sissy fag," he demanded.I recoiled. "No way," I said."Then we're done talking, your wife will get some very concerning pictureswhen you least expect them," he spoke softly and with control. I knew hewould do it, he had nothing to lose."Fine." I leaned forward and took his manly thumb into my mouth."Now, isn't that better?"I nodded meekly, it was a little bit exciting, but I wasn't going to lethim know. She's in her underwear fixing her make-up before we go out. All I can think as I'm following the line of her back down to her sexy black knickers is "this is the best way to drink a beer". I feel my shaft harden slightly as my thoughts wonder, thinking of sliding my hand around the front of her and kissing her neck while I work my hand further to rub her off through her knickers. I shake my head and snap myself out of that train of thought, my cock is getting hard now and we are already late.. A good 9 inches, but thick with it. Strangely I never felt intimidated by it, against my smaller 6 inches. It turned me on that she was excited. I moved up the bed to my wife's side so my totally erect cock was by her mouth. The gardener could now have full view of her hairy and dripping pussy. Her legs were wide open, her lips pulled back slightly to show her inviting pink entrance. He dropped his shorts and moved closer. Was I going to let this monster of a cock enter my wife? Yes, why not,.