I was stretched out and then I was tied down to the table with ropes. Then I was spread out over the table, unable to move as the masters looked at me...with lusty and evil eyes. I knew they came prepared to make this the most pleasurable party for them.After I was tied down, they started. One of them started playing with my balls and the other with my limp dick. One of them got up on the table and sat down on top of my face. I could smell her and I knew she was really wet. She was dripping all. It was the President himself who stopped the line at number “six“. I could not hear anything that was said. But, my wife later told me that he said to his flock, “Let’s not get ridiculous!”Ridiculous, or not, of course, I had to see the stockade show. And it was impressive. I had never seen my wife treated like that, like pure... fuckmeat. Those guys grabbed her lower waist and pulled back real hard, leaving deep imprints, as they smacked deep and hard into her vagina. They would push her legs. That day, I was feeling incredibly aroused. Yes, even more so than usual! I had been really hot since I'd woken up. I was still thinking about my amazing time at the park and that got me incredibly frisky. My pussy was soaking, and I was having trouble keeping my clothes on. I put my hair into a pony tail and I was soon walking around the house naked. I went down to the basement and got on our treadmill. I turned it to a slow pace and began to walk. As I exercised naked, I thought about what I. John liked what he saw, "you look stunning, my darling, and Ray makes it very clear he fancies you." She laughed, "and there is no doubt that you fancy Jenny too as you can't take your eyes off her tits!"Jenny turned out to be a good cook. Caroline kept smiling at John throughout the meal. There was lots of inuendo in the conversation. When Ray and Jenny cleared the table John asked his wife why she was smiling so much. She laughed, "Ray had his hand under my skirt all through the meal." He.