Whiting let us know that the data was good and we circled for a landing at Camp Blanding. I knew we were both looking forward to a home cooked lunch.O...r lunch at Camp Blanding found us alone in the nice cafeteria that the ladies had set up. It was quite late and I appreciated the fact that several of the ladies at Camp Blanding had prepared us a special meal. While we were eating I caught Norma nervously stealing quick glances at me. She didn't say anything but I knew from long experience with. And if this little excursion turns out to be anything more than advertised..." He let the threat hang, again running his hand across the handle of the damn knife that now seemed permanently affixed to his desk. Something was becoming glaringly obvious here. Choi unquestionably had life-or-death control over us. But Sandra was right; when it came to smaller matters such as this, for some bizarre reason, we had him by the balls."Thank you so much for your generosity," I said flippantly. Then, I. He warned Ana that it was what she had been asking for. I would be no backing out, no complaining and no bitching at all... Ana told him she had had a huge black dick before and then she knew what to expect, some pain and some great pleasure…My sensual wife looked excited and very, very horny. I asked her if she was really ready for this and she nodded a yes.We all got to the motel room I had hired. When the black man got into, he took off his shirt and pants. He had on tight some Lycra shorts. "Smells good," shesaid as a way of announcing herself.Chad turned his body as he was in the process of tasting some sauce fromthe wooden spoon in his hand. He quickly dropped the spoon back into thepot and turned around. Dropping a curtsey as he was supposed to, hesaid, "Welcome home, Mistress."Mel smiled with delight. Oh how she loved this! "How's dinner coming?"she asked."Almost done. Just a few more minutes." No hurry," she replied with a small wave of her hand as she turned andwalked.