‘YOU are my entourage tonight baby.’ He replied, a smooth sexy smile lighting his features. Hugging her close, he lowered his lips to hers and a ...ire was lit in her veins. She kissed him back, tongues darting, exquisite pleasure heightening her perceptions. Suddenly Vin started flicking his tongue over the end of hers, and her knees turned to water. ‘Too much for you honey? Yeah that is what I am going to do to your clit, slip my tongue all around it and vibrate it until you cum for me.’ Wendi. His cock hovered above my face. “You see a bitch like this needs a real cock. Not some tiny white pecker.” Damion used his abdominal muscles to bounce his cock up and down on my face and mouth. I stuck my tongue up to lick it. Damion smiled. “See this bitch wants a Mandingo cock. Don’t you bitch?” He grabbed his cock in his hand and smack me in the face with it. “Yes daddy”, I said. “Yes what bitch?” said Damion and he smacked me in the face again with his cock. Hard. “I want Mandingo cock”, I. I decided to contact him anyway, and I quickly found myself gravitating towards the idea of my wife being dominated by a young bull. He told me his name was Adam, and that he was a good looking twenty five year old who was well-hung. He bragged how he had a nine inch cock, and that he would turn my wife into his own personal slut. He mentioned that he had been with other couples in the past, but that my wife Ann and I would be the oldest couple he had ever been with. In a way I think he liked. " That's Ok Sheila, I understand. I'm probably a dead man in the Senate now anyway."Sheila leaned forward in her chair, "No Bob, it's not like that. I've been talking to them for quite a while now. I've turned them down a couple of times. This time they said it's the last offer. It's a great opportunity. The money is great and I get a car and an expense allowance and the retirement plan is one of the best in Washington."Sheila left out the part of her spending a few weekends on the French.