I asked him whether he head ever seen a blue film and he said only once before. I asked him if he’d like to see one, and he shyly agreed (he was dru...k). I switched on my DVD showing scene of hot love making and asked him if he didn’t mind my wife watching the film along with us. He said that he didn’t mind and greedily agreed.I asked my wife to sit between both of us then while the movie played on. The air was sexually charged and tensed. I grabbed my wife and started kissing her passionaltely,. Her strong muscled legssqueezed around his head, threaten to break it like a ripe melon. She shovedit deep in his face, face fucking him, getting the strapon wet. Her handsgrabbed his hair pulling it. Her slaved gagged on the big dildo. Heathersmiled enjoying the friction. Her strapon had a little strapon on her side ofit.He could feel it in a back of his throat."You better it real wet slut. Otherwise this going to tear that tight littleasshole of yours apart. Look at me ... that's a good boy.. Once the evening started she did not want to be distracted from the men she would serve.At six pm he called her to him. She knelt in front of him, her eyes looking at his face and her mouth open. Gently he took her chin in his hand and softly ordered to open her mouth wider and stick out her tongue, she complied immediately but he insisted she opened wider still. Once he was satisfied with her efforts he spoke softly to her. He explained he loved her, cared for her and this was an opportunity. As the caning progressed, Shayla shouted, kicked, and squirmed mightily. Then she suddenly bolted upright.Kristy was the first to speak. "You're going to get a dozen more strokes for that, dear. But first, I want you to come pleasure me." She seated herself and spread her legs.Shayla stood there, her hands on her freshly caned posterior."Come on, dear," Kristy said, pointing to her sloppily wet pubic bush which Nancy had serviced recently. "Kneel down over here and get your mouth.