The British would have called her posh but there seemed to be nothing ostentatious or pretentious about her. Her face simply possessed enough of thos... indefinable qualities that make a face beautiful. Sure, beauty is in the eye of the beholder; but trust me when I tell you that this woman was beautiful by any definition. The waiter set the cup down, made a brief apology, and then walked off. After a moment she took a sip and put the cup back down; evidently satisfied that. ' Nor am I 'bisexual.' But I am certainly not 'gay!' I admit to admiring these very manly, and dominant men that have fucked my wife, and gotten her pregnant; and yes I do find a certain 'envy' towards their far, far bigger cocks than mine; but that is not an indication of being 'gay,' or it isn't for me. I have never 'participated', directly, physically, with the other men my wife has fucked. In all such circumstances I've been a voyeur, ONLY!I support, encourage, and photograph these various. He had to push her up to get into her cunt, so Rebecca got a brief reprieve from the edge of the pyramid."Yes, you are starting to cream your pussy again," his fingers continuing to masturbate her. "Keep cumming, a little more and I will take out the pins," two fingers now pushing deep into her pussy, her pussy juices coating them.He abruptly stopped again, forcing Rebecca's pussy hard down on the pyramids edge again, fresh pain bringing her back to reality. Rebecca screamed as the Judge began. At this time i heard a knock at the door and when he answered it i saw two guys walk in they were big guys muscled jocks. They did all the complimentary introduced themselves and we all sat down for a drink i sat between the two guys who walked in they were all muscle as i felt one of them arms and complimented him on the muscles he began to play with my legs and i was now in the arms of two muscle hunks. They offered another joint and we all smoked by now i was high as a kite and giggling like.