She threw one leg over the armof the chair and casually began stroking her pussy.I tried to concentrate on the wonderful blow job I was receiving but ...heaudience of one made it feel a bit surreal. She gazed intently at mycrotch, watching my thickness disappearing into her husband's mouth overand over again. I was aware that I needed to put on a show.Ben's dick looked quite nice, and I suddenly craved the taste of it. Sowith some gentle maneuvering I pushed him back into a classic 69. Her nails felt great. However, I could feel my self wide open. When she rocked forward my anus felt like it was being pushed in. When she pulled back it was like my anus was being pulled out. There was no lube. No sliding in and out. My anus seemed to go backwards and forwards with each stroke. She then started to increase the stroke length. She was looking down at her cock entering my ass. She pushed slowly all the way in I let out a gasp. The feeling was almost too much. I could feel her. Feeling the power in his cock-meat, I masturbated him, all the while thinking of what I would do once it was trained. As I slid my hand up from his balls all the way to his cock's head, I contemplated the distance my hand had to travel. Looking over the small, but perfect body this horse-hung boy had, I knew Evelyn was right. My slave and his monster cock was a gold mine. Evelyn kept one hand on the stop button, while fingering her well-used cunt with the other, as I continued to. "Run along, Fredericka. And take Samantha with you. Play nice and we'llcall you down as soon as Angela has something prepared. It shouldn't belong. Now Sandy, don't you and Carol Sue get too involved. It shouldn't bemore than fifteen minutes." Alright, Mommie. You come with me, Sam. That way Freddie and Carol Sue cancome to visit us." Sandy took Samantha's hand, pulling her toward thedoorway before remembering to walk beside her, his arm carefully tuckedthrough hers.Vicky watched, eyes misting,.