It was a neighbor, a large and very well hung black man and his son. He is a single father who often comes over to fuck my wife. He got to know us whe... he saw lots of black men coming over to visit, and sometimes saw me leaving the house with a collar and leash, and wearing a little skirt. That obviously got his curiosity. My wife always welcomes them. She loves multiple black cocks at a time, and thinks that a father/son combo is especially cool.Ruben, the father, and Terrence, the son,. " Now, let's see just how well you've fastened yourself..." In the ensuing quiet, I feel her first at my right hand, curling it slightly tighter. Unbeknownst to me, at that point, she clipped the fingers down; such that, like a monkey with a fist in a coconut, I will never get my hands out of those gloves without her intentionally releasing me. I also feel greater pressure around my wrist, as the slip tightened straps are now made fast. As she repeats the process with my left hand, it. He picked me up forgetting he was hurt and we both stumbled back onto the couch right on top of another couple. We all laughed and I went to get us both another plastic cup of draft beer. He took me by the hand when I returned and we headed upstairs. All the bedrooms were in use, but he had enough beer he didn't care. He led me in and Barbara and Tom were half naked making out on the bed. Johnny told them to move over and he laid me down next to them. He took off his jacket and slid on top of. .. we need to really talk about what's been going on with you ... about what we discussed yesterday."She gave me another look full of the desire to get out of talking. But she could tell that I was firm in my resolve this time, so she sad opposite me on the sofa and folded her arms."Whatever," she said flippantly."Meg, I'm not kidding. I'm really serious about this. Just listen to me before you tune me out, please."Another eye-roll, but not quite as dramatic as the first."Thank you," I said..