He pulled out a cigarette and sparked it up. He inhaled a long drag, and blew a waft of smoke in my direction. He didn't even ask me if I minded if he...lit up, I thought bemusedly."And the three women?" I asked, still maintaining an edge to my voice."They are being cared for. They are in good hands," came his reply. Which translated to, I ain't telling you shit, pal."So what's the story then? You flew me halfway around the planet for my own cultural enrichment? There has to be more to it than. She also lifted her divine butts a little bit so as to let the garments climb the way up. After I tied the laces of her churidhar pants I resumed my seat.When I rose up I met her commanding eyes and that was a moment of change. It was a command. Not a look. It said that from then on I was to obey her whatever she said and I don’t mean anything to her. After drinking her pee and serving her I lost my command in the relationship. She told me that she is going to be the boss hereafter. I don’t. We all relaxed by the pool, sipping drinks and after about an hour, Mrs. Bussey walked over to my chair and sat on the side, and right there in front of her husband, started stroking my cock which quickly got hard from her touch! I glanced at Mr. Bussey and he just smiled and said that it was cool with him and for me not to worry. I relaxed the best I could and when she went down on me, I couldn't help but look at her husband while she did it. I closed my eye's, knowing that I was going to cum. Fawning would have been an improvement. It was like I was a freakin’ pop star.’ ‘Did you have to go this far?’ she asked. ‘I didn’t know what it would take. You can rest easy. I don’t think I’ll be using this look again.’ ‘Did Jeff like it?’ ‘He may see my hair in curlers, my face covered with cream and my pregnant belly out to who knows where, but he won’t see me like this.’ ‘Too bad I don’t have my camera handy,’ said Jen, probably forgetting her phone. ‘You’d be risking your life taking that.