I stood there for a few minutes and he took a rag and washed us both off while I just stood there. He turned off the water and as we got out of the s...ower Ron grabbed a towel and dried my off . He placed the towel around my waist and the dried himself off placed a towel around his waist and we went to the living room and sat down to watch TV. He finally placed my swim suite in a washing machine and we waited for the to wash. We heard the washer stop and he told me since we where dry and had. I started to cum. I could feel my balls tighten as they pumped my load to the opening at the top of my cock. Both Jennie and Sarah’s orgasms began at the same time. I was pumping as fast as I could. Sarah was screaming. My sperm was shooting up through my wife. Eventually the pumping in my cock stopped, both Sarah and Jennie’s orgasms had reached their peak and were subsiding, I collapsed on the bed. The three of us had cum together.We lay on the bed for a while, nobody could move, nobody. She doesn't know that my bully is...actually a futanari. Revealing that detail, that I've been pushed around by some big-tittied, hung bully would honestly be harder to accept than the hell I go through on a daily basis. I've been made to kiss and lick her shoes, armpits and feet; she absolutely gets off to humiliating and defeating me. The worst part is that the only meals I have for lunch are absolutely drowned in her globby, disgustingly thick cum. She makes me take my meals and tray into. Suddenly, you go over the little script you have in your head in regards to your past jobs in the fine-dining industry and pick the ones you'd like to highlight for the chef, just then, you hear a voice call out from a small hallway just a few feet away that leads into the kitchen."Mr. Doe?" the chef calls out, as she rustles through a few papers on her clipboard.You immediately stand up and take a quick second to fold out the small creases in your navy-blue suit before you extend your hand out.