They started to kiss passionately. Matt jeans were bulging out. Tina started to rub him. Matt started to pant. Tina unzipped him, then pulled down his...jeans and boxers. Matt's tool sprung free. What a sight! Eight solid inches, thick and hard as steel. He was circumcised with a nice smooth head. "Fuck me Matt, fuck me good. If you promise me not to come inside me I'll let you skip the condom. It's a better show for Frank that way." They went at it. The first round Matt was on top. My wife came. How dare she think of pulling away. She would not pull away. Could not pull away. Her body screamed at her to pull away, but her mind forbid her. She knew that if she pulled away, He would think her disobedient. And a disobedient slave girl would cost her, her flesh.She massaged Him, hoping to put Him in a good mood, but He put her back in the corner, bent over the chair. She felt the thin wooden cane, and the stings it left on her back side and thighs. She cried out loudly, wanting it all to. Cristina’s legs began to shake a bit. She pulled Jeff’s cock into her mouth and we began moving in rhythm. Occasionally, she would tremble and her ass would shake around me and we’d have to pause until she got her legs back. Before long, it was clear none of us could hold out any longer. “I’m gonna cum,” Jeff said. “Me too,” I said, almost out of breath. “Yeah,” added Cristina. “I’m ready too.”Like rumbling thunder across an open plain, I felt this overwhelming and unstoppable pressure from. Hearing "We share everything" from them as an explanation, at the time, went over my head. Heck, I have to admit that it went so far over my head that I didn't even hear a whoosh much less a sonic boom. I suspect my expression of confusion drove some of the giggles and I was getting squeezes on my hands and shoulders to let me know they were all happy as each took a turn to reassure me that I was not being laughed at.I still had no idea what they saw in me until Carlie spoke up, in a fit of.