I heard Cathy say “yes Mistress. I want to see you fuck him”. I looked at her and she smiled. “What is good for the goose is good for the gander... Yes Mistress I want to watch”. “Stand up and bend over the bench you creep” said the Mistress “I am going to give you what I gave your wife”. Again she hit me. “Tell me you want it” she yelled. Without an escape, and wanting to obviously please my excited wife I said “please Mistress, fuck me. Jam your huge cock in my arse”. Obviously she was. You can be my Chacha 90% of the time, but I want some time when you’re not my Chacha. I want some time that I can climb in bed with the man that I’ve been in love with all my life. I want to make love to the man who is in love with me.”I couldn’t argue. I felt the same way. We both knew it was wrong, but it had become a driving force in both our lives. This wasn’t a little girl trying to make Chacha happy. This wasn’t a bhatiji living out an incest fantasy. This was a woman in love with a man.. He leaned down next to my ear and whispered, “Hey maricon, I heard you wake up when I was pissing. My friend who sucks my cock sometimes likes to see and hear me piss, and I was hoping that you might be turned on by it too and change your mind about sucking my cock. Come on now, just turn your head a little and take my wet foreskin and cock into your mouth. I know that you will like it, just like my maricon friend.” My mind was trying to process what I was hearing, and although what Bolivar was. "Bo pulled his cock out of her tight hole and Tami got up from the chaise lounge. She folded a towel at the foot of it and kneeled on it with her ample backside towards Bo. Leaning forward onto the chaise lounge gave Bo a view of her beautiful cunt between her separated thighs. She grabbed on to the chaise as he guided his cock back to her opening. Her face and torso pushed into the padding on the chaise as he started to punish her little cunt with his cock. While she groaned with the pressure.