I repeated my questions, "What is your desire my sweet?"She smiled softly at me ... and casually shrugged off the sheet. It fell to the floor and pool...d at her feet. I was treated to an unhindered view of soft, perfect female flesh."I'm saving my wish," she said.I raised an eyebrow, "Oh? And why would you do that? Don't you want me to pleasure you?"Her silver eyes flashed. She took a step closer, and she wiggled her body sensuously... "Do I have to wish for it Master? Or will you make love to. "I really think I'd rather not."Brenda, who was sitting at my left, across from her, reached out and put her hand on mine. "Tell her to drink her wine, Freddy."I regarded my wife curiously. "Brenda, if she doesn't want wine..."She left her hand on mine. "Freddy. Tell her. She'll obey you."I was shocked at this, and I'm sure my look conveyed it. Brenda, however, made no further comment. I looked to my right, at the slender, erotic newcomer, and was about to make some apologetic remark on my. I could feel her juices flowing freely around my nose and into my mouth, I pressed hard into her, her body was moving with more urgency now, matching the movements of my tongue. Her body stiffened, her back arched and her hips press hard into my face, she lets out a moan as I feel the ripple of her orgasm surge through her body. I stand and unfasten my trousers, as they hit the floor I kick them off, Jenny sits up and hugs me, looking down she sees my cock, smiling she reaches out and. Pausing to light some candles on the bedside table, she lay down on the bed, stretching languidly with a sigh of contentment. Again her hands began to wander, moving towards her breasts and she began to cup and stroke them through the soft black material. Her nipples stood proud beneath the satin, two stiff peaks in the fabric. Each time her fingers brushed against them a small shiver ran through her body. Then she parted her legs and moved her right hand down towards her pussy. She began to.