Frank held her hips and squeezed her closer, unfazed by the fact that his cock had quickly swollen to press against her pubic mound. She smiled as she...sensed his erection, breaking the kiss with a giggle and a touch of his penis.“Tsk. Again!”Frank shrugged, smiling into her mischievous eyes. “It’s your fault you know.”“Time for our early morning wash. Hey Bri, coming down for a wash?” she shouted.Brian groaned and shook his head. “No, think I’ll go and lie down for a while if we’re going back. It was at the concubine's request, but if you wanted to..." He held up a touch screen or something.Master's eyes lit. "Perfect! Well, a bit too much, maybe, but it gives me ideas ... He's no great shakes in the meat department, but I want him slowly shrunk down over the next couple or three weeks to about that size -- maybe a little thicker. No hood yet -- I want it to still be recognizably a penis. I want it a little itchy, too -- just enough that he can't keep his hands off it. That one. Wearing a tank top, gym sweats and shoes he asked me in. His wife (Shelly) was standing behind the bar. She was dressed in a blouse shorts wearing gold necklace. They both were amazingly fit, I was so intimidated. They poured a glass of red wine right off the bat, and toasted. They were both looking me over, looking at each other, giggling a little and she asked him "what do you think" looking at me. He said "fine baby." I guess this was her present to her husband and if he approved I would. And then the thought of that turned me on all over again…I got up and covered myself as best I could with what was left of my dress, and went back to the living room. I didn’t see Hank, Billy or Pete anywhere. Apparently, they had gone off to bed. I took a shower and cleaned myself up. Luckily, I had some clean clothes in my bag. I dressed and sat out the remainder of my shift. Every time I thought back to what happened, and to what was likely to happen in the near future, my nipples got hard.