"Yes, your little harem was through here a few minutes ago, just oozing smugness. They didn't say a word, you understand, but it was obvious they were...all a bit sore and very, very happy about it. They scooped up the two Africans and went off somewhere to gossip." Theresa's words could have been catty, but in fact she sounded more amused than anything else. At least, the translator voice sounded amused. "I haven't seen your little pet, though. Did you leave her tied up in your room?" Not. He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her in. He lifted her off the floor and Cindy wrapped her legs around him. Mr. Richards kissed her. His tongue immediately went into her mouth. Mr. Richards carried Cindy up the stairs, towards the master bedroom.Once in the room, he leaned forward and lightly dropped Cindy on the bed and her head hit the mattress. He lifted her skirt up and slowly removed her panties. He threw them on the floor and went down on her. The moment his tongue touched her. I called Marcus and told him that my wife's pussy needs your cock. He said he would be by later. I went back out side to tell her what he said, as I leaned down I ran a finger up and down between her pussy lips pushing the Spandex deeper . She was wet. I asked her what she was going to be wearing when Marcus arrived? She said what do you want me to wear? I said nothing, meet him at the door totally naked. She said OK. She finished her drink and I thought she was going to get another one but. He brushed the tears away and kissed me. It brought back memories. Memories of warm nights and romance amid the destruction of war. Memories of a place of escape that was just the two of us. He let me go and stood. I just had time to feel abandoned as he walked to the door before he looked over his shoulder and grinned. In that grin I saw the young man I had fallen in love with so long ago. I heard a bolt lock as he turned a knob on the door. He slipped a switch and walked back towards me. ‘Now.