I watched for about tem more minutes then opened the door and headed out with the cold drinks. When I got to the pool I could see my wife had her skir... bunched up and was giving the cock she was setting on a hard fucking. Her tank top was pushed up over her tits and she was sucking a cock the size of her arm. I remember thinking WOW , that thing will destroy her pussy. I sat the beers down and took a seat that allowed me a good view of the action. They fucked for a long time and at one time she. I felt every bump and heard every sound. He did not turn on the stereo, so it was very quiet, unnerving.He lit another joint and got out of the car. He sat on the tailgate and smoked it all by himself. I just sat there in the car by myself. Suddenly the car door opened and he took me by the hand. "Careful", he said, as I stood up.He turned me around three times and led me by the hand about 10 steps away."You know the rules, correct?" Yes", I nodded."Repeat them, please, slave." I am willingly. ’ ‘Oh don’t be sorry. I’m almost overcome that a young man should think of me like that.’ ‘You are a nice person.’ ‘Please don’t go over the top Dillon,’ Denise said, placing the glove with drying meat juices over his arm. ‘Oh sorry,’ She drew here hand away and they looked at the bloodstains on his arm. Dillon cracked, ‘Are you menstruating?’ Denise lurched around in circles cackling helplessly. Keaton came running in and caught her just as she banged a hip against the kitchen table and began. She heard him taking off what seemed like his jacket, maybe?..and something else that wasn’t clothing sounding, but slightly heavier, dropped on the floor. She couldn’t be entirely sure; her normally keen senses were betraying her since she couldn’t entirely focus with the vibrator stimulating her pussy walls and forcing them to constantly contract. Not to mention the fact that he was in the room somewhere staring at her. It was nerve-racking. There was a fleeting urge to say a simple hello.