I was reading all the messages and checking out different cams and really getting excited. Then a private message popped up on my screen. It was from ...igTits31 and I had no idea what to do, but my cock sure did. She invited me to go to a private room. I’m thinking; cool, she likes to watch guys and put on shows for them. I told BigTits31 I was so new to this I didn’t even know how to get to the private rooms. She messaged me with a link to the private chat room. I turned on my cam and started. .fold the laundry. I'd dumped it all on the bed - she was standing on one side and I at the foot. We were folding and sorting - my stuff, my wife's stuff, and our house-guest's stuff. Making piles.She was folding my wife's underwear and she asked, "Does your wife even own lingerie?" Lingerie ... like negligees and stuff?"She laughed, "And teddies, camisoles, other lacy things ... thongs. Stuff like that." No, I don't believe so. She's not into all that." Aren't you?" No, not really. I'd just. Jordan Mackenzie. Will you send him in, please?" she said."Certainly, mi lady," Jordan said."Patricia, you know, you would have made a great Lady back in the eighteenth century," he said, laughing at how convincing she had been in her Ladyship role.Once they sat down, it was quite apparent that both Patricia and Jordan had ravenous appetites. Within minutes, they had wolfed down the breakfast he had prepared and were sitting at the table lingering over coffee.A Contract to sign..."Patricia," he. There would be no defiance of me that would be allowed to stand. Gavin had guaranteed that much.“It will take a while to get used to working in my birthday suit, a nice, healthy red scorpion mark on my ass, but I have to say that having company in that sense definitely helps,” Martha declared, even as Debbie and Jane entered the building.Both were naked as well, Jane’s fingers easing up Debbie’s butthole to keep her stretched just enough for her pleasure. The look on Debbie’s face was pure.