..” commented Malcolm. “It really didn’t start out that way. But over the years, Caroline and I became a bit more adventurous, and more familiar...as well, with the staff. I couldn’t say when things became so ... loose. Now, it simply seems second nature. When guests come by, we have Jeanine and Phoebe tone down their usual attire until we can figure out if they wish to join our happy little group.”“Really? What is the standard uniform?”Malcolm smiled. “Oh, you’ll find out tomorrow. I trust. He plunges his cock right into me(he's smaller than the dildo) and starts fucking away.Even though its smaller a real cock feels so much better! He is fucking me hard and good and I am about to cum, then he pulls out falls back and passes out.....right there on the floor. Without missing a beat Sharon plunges the dildo into me and continues to fuck me.I unload a huge load into Kelly'smouth and she swallows it all.I then lick Sharons clit til she cums . In doing this my dick gets hard again and. Every dirt-poor farmer had dreams of one day owning their own mansion and being able to light a cigar with real money because they were so rich money was no longer a concern.Despite that lack of depth of character, I have to admit I admired and liked most of that crowd because they reminded me of home and my days on Wall Street when I labored in my windowless basement to make money for the “big boys” on the inside. Even the so-called “good” women from good families didn’t hesitate to bounce on. I was moaning softly trying to be quiet as I kept moving the toy in and out of me dreaming about amazing sex. When the orgasm ended, I started to sob uncontrollably.Tears streamed down my face as I felt incredible shame. I needed to tell Jason what had happened and I wanted to fix us. I didn’t want to be imagining myself having sex with someone else. I wanted to have hot steamy sex with my husband. I wanted him to press me against my car or a wall or anything for that matter. I wanted him to.