When the dance was over she came back to her bar seat next to me all out of breath saying that was hot. The next dance was a slow on which you ask her...to dance again and this time you got more playful with her with a lot of the patrons watching the show with my white wife. She came back to the bar again next to me and said that she could feel your hard cock pressing up against her. Next thing I knew you were standing right behind us at the bar and bought her and I a drink. I then heard her say. Is it one of the marines? I look up and see the glowing symbol on the figure's chest, a sigil so old it predates the birth of my nation: a grinning death's head above two crossed thighbones.Pirates!I go to undo the harness and flee but my hands are suddenly immobile. I look down and see two globs of clear, amber resin binding each hand firmly to the arms of the chair. Oh God, and my vibrator is still on!Fear flushes my body with an eye-widening rush of fight-or-flight chemicals. These mingle in. Not even enough to rub my clit with, let alone stick inside me. What was a lady to do?? For a while, it was all right using vibrators, dildos, his mouth and fingers but a multi-orgasmic pussy needs cock. Well, one day he asked me, head hanging ashamedly and nervous fingers fluttering, if he could find me someone online to help keep me happy and our relationship intact. I'm not going to bore you with the I love you's and hugging etc. We agreed on the ground rules and he found three guys online.. She brought him back up starting slow movements while swirling her tongue all up and down the sides. She would stop to suck and hum then return to taking him in and out. He was encouraging her by making the most wonderful sounds. She started to use the music as a pace setter because it was so fast and repetitive. She could feel him starting to pulse as well. He grabbed her head and forced his own pace until he released into her mouth. She took it all and she swallowed the gift her gave her. She.