He leaned back just a little, as if to acknowledge that he knew I was there, and then dove down onto the guy’s cock, taking it deep into his throat....He bobbed his head up and down as I watched in complete awe. I could feel my pussy soaking my panties. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. My husband was on his knees, wearing a hot pink thong, sucking another man’s cock. I knew I couldn’t take much more just watching, but I was too enamored to move. I stood there in pure ecstasy, mouth open,. The noises, clanking pitchers and chatter already startingdespite the early hour, things were busy...And once again Julian had slipped in to Juliette. Things felt differentthis time though. Even more vivid than previous. Less ... gamey andmore reality. There were no flickers among the perfectly drawn shapesand there was little to discern from reality about the noise. The onlydifference, truly, was that he could not FEEL the hard oak table he hadnow sat Juliette's shapely physique at.Or.... As the sissies moaned and whimpered with delight, even Sally herself found her body responding to the provocative noises filtering through the door. Unfortunately her hands were manacled to a slave collar and she was denied access to her own erotic parts. So as her passions became aroused she was forced to simply hump her sex against the nearest protrusion. Sally was unaware that her activities were being monitored via a secret spy-hole and precisely when she was at the height of her. “I didn’t see anything wrong with it. It’s pretty much identical to the house here upstairs and there’s plenty of room for a gym in the basement. The price is a little huge though. You think you can negotiate a break on the price?”“I’ll put in an offer for $275,000 tomorrow,” she said lightly. “That’s not what I meant though. How did you like Cecilia?”I grunted. “She seems nice enough,” I said noncommittally. “She said the place was well cared for by the previous owners. She told me they were.