..Who could it be? Who would my wife bring in the bedroom? The thought alone was driving me crazy as she had always said she would never share, swap o... play around with any swingers. So who was this her now?Their play continued for awhile until I was almost going to explode. I was allowed to rest for a few minutes and could hear their heavy breathing around the bed. I heard the click of a camera as pictures were taken of my in this position. They then climbed back on the bed, one grabbing my. He made her stand behind it as he quickly tied her ankles to each rear leg. Art then grabbed her neck and forced her to bend over the back of the green print chair.The back of the chair dug into her tummy and the tip of her nipples scraped across the rough textile fabric that covered the wing chair. A rope was tied to the ring in the collar he had buckled around her soft skinned neck. The rope was looped around the front chair legs, and when it was pulled tight, she was forced to rise up on her. We got our clothes off and sat on the floor naked. Both our cocks were rock hard. I grabbed him and sank my mouth over his cock. He felt and tasted great. I tweaked his nipples and lubed up a finger before moving to between his legs, my mouth still around his cock. I gently eased my finger into his ass just a bit, then back and forward going deeper every thrust until I was right in then rotated it round. He groaned I’m coming and then exploded in my mouth, his spunk hitting the back of my. The face can be completely changed back. Can I askthat we please keep this discussion professional? We're trying to helpyou now, we screwed up and we'll do what we can to help you." Theresa." A one word demand."Courtney is here to..." Theresa," comply or else."She can explain..." Theresa, I have nothing to say to you." Fuck you."Mr. Meyer, we have more to discuss." Theresa." The word mister grated on my ears. Was I really Mr. JamesMeyer? I'm a complete freak, they messed me up, I'm.