Then I understood. The slut we were grooming within you, the slut we thought was there finally arrived at that moment. You felt her presence in you ...t that moment. A presence that demands to be used.”I was nodding excitedly. He understood. “Yes, Sir, exactly.” He looked intently into my eyes. “My wife has instructed you well, slut. You don’t slouch when sitting, you stand straight and tall, you hold your shoulders back, making your lovely breasts more prominent. Truly lovely.” He was. To Debbie's delight, he demonstrated more and more sexual energy each time he posed with Meagan. Meagan grew more and more comfortable facing Peter as well.Debbie had some favorite paintings from the last month. One had Meagan looking over her shoulder at Peter as he held out his arms to her, as if begging her to return to him. Another had Meagan lying on the floor with her back arched, her tits pointing straight up at the ceiling, and Peter looking on enthralled. Her favorite had to be one. I rapidly reached over grabbing Dab’s sweater at its lower edge, pulling it up to her neckline causing both luscious breasts to expose themselves in all their scrunchy hard nippled glory. Watching my wife stare fixedly at the screen, I too turned my attention there while slowly stroking my hard cock. We both watched in near stunned silence as our feminine hero deep throated that hard monster all the way to the balls. Even now she appeared to be trying to insert them also. And just when you. It must be so cold out there. On a lonely little branch with only yourself to entertain.”Morv gasped, “He’s in!”“At least he is sneaky.” Go’lisk sneered, “Let’s see what else she has on that rectangle of hers.” He said as he watched the form under the silk sheets protruding knees move too and fro as the two and a half foot bump between those knees giggling vigorously.Her moans enticed his more primal senses.They came so fluently and from a place of pleasure. A mindscape he had not been able to.