Mujhe kuch hone lga.phir unhune mere blouse utar diua.mane pink colour ki hi bra aur panty pehni thi.unko ankha lal ho gye.unhone jor se dodo dhudh pa...adkar dba diua.meri chikh niklte nkiklte reh gye.unhone mera lenge utara.panty ke uapr se kiss kiua.unhone mujhe uthaya aur bed par lita diua.phir unhone bhi ap[ne kapde utare.vo ekdum naked ho gye.unke lund ek dun khare tha.itna bde dehkar may dar gye.Mane ankhe band kar li.vo mere pass aye aur meri sari body ko kiss kiua.bra aur panty utar. .. But please don't mention this to my wives."I assured him I wouldn't, and we let the subject lie. While waiting for the women to rejoin us, we sat in silence, each deep in his own thoughts.The women eventually came downstairs and joined us. The evening went on normally, as if our conversation had never occurred. Fritz' wives talked about books they'd read or plays they'd been to. Anita talked about how the renovation of the house had gone and some amusing anecdotes about the plumbers. All in. I sat there and once again I began to cry. I guess when I just don't know what to do the easiest thing to do for me is just cry. I finally got up, grabbed the two rubber dicks and went to take a shower. I dropped them into the bathroom sink so I could wash them first, which I did, then in the shower I just stood there trying to think about getting rid of them. I guess if I was honest with you and myself, I was trying to figure out if I could now live without them in my life.I got out of the. I saw the emotions that bench evoked flickering across her face for a moment before she turned back to see what I was going to make her do now.The boys stared open mouthed as she came in wearing a tiny skirt that didn't quite cover her slit and a slutty crop top that said "I only know one word — YES!" in big black letters across her tits.She blushed as she felt all the attention being paid to her over overexposed body.Hugh whispered, "She's your slave?"I nodded."What's that mean?" It means she.