He comes back to the bed and she feels something light play across her breast; paying special attention to her nipples. She gasps as a his mouth close... over one nipple while his hand pinches and pulls the other one. His teeth graze her nipple and gently bite. He stops and she feels something cold and wet fall on her body. She feels it pool in her navel and then his tongue is there licking up the drops of wine on her body; sipping on her navel. His head moves lower and his hands are opening her. And that’s what happened. How it happened and whether it was intentional or not, didn't matter now, the result was me standing topless, my dress hanging from my waist, with three out of town business men gawking lecherously at my up-swept boobs. They pounced like a pack of hungry dogs, tongues lapping and teeth gnashing, sucking my nipples into their mouths and biting at my breasts, like ears of corn. The first cock pushed my g-string aside and slipped into me to its hilt. I gasped at the speed. " There were worse thing that could happen."Peter, I..." She took a deep breath. "I didn't call them. I didn't try to make an appointment." I think we both must have looked wrecked. "I'm sorry but I'm just not ready for a baby yet." Her eyes began to tear up. "I'm barely ready for you. I just can't believe you love me — still — and we're not even finished with school! And what if we can't find jobs or if things change or —"She was panicking which I guess was somewhat reasonable. It all was. Melody was stretched on her side beside them, kissing and nuzzling, sharing the moment with her lover and master.He was my master, too. I was his Mommy-slave.I stood up, stretching, my breasts jiggling before me. I walked naked out of the master bedroom. Our children had no idea the naughty games Vicky and I got up to with their father in this room. It was soundproofed, the walls lined with cork beneath the wallpaper. One of the first upgrades Clinton did to both our houses after we bought.