From what I gathered five of them and him . I remember thinking oh shit , whats going on . Suddenly there was a hand on my face an a voice saying what... up fuck face . your gonna be sucking my cock in a few then a light slap and he walked off . Another guy came over and told me I was to drink . He tilted my head up an gave me a few shots of bourbon an coke . This was repeated by all the guys . Soon I was feeling slightly drunk . I thought this was going to be one hella session . I'm gonna get. The snow white skin of her ass glowed against the black high heels that carried her to a seat directly across from him. His eyes drank her form in as she daintily sat down on the saucer chair, her thighs sealed together tightly. Do you like my shoes? Of course you do, her sultry voice sang as her open-toed heels were lifted into the air so he could see her toes wiggling. Keeping her thighs shut tight, his mistress bent down to unbuckle her shoes. The black heels were left standing on the ground. At the same time, getting sucked off with a hundred oblivious people not very far away was incredibly hot.The only sound was the odd slurp or hiss when her lips reached the swollen head of my cock. The aggressive blowjob caught me by surprise, and I was loving it. I tightened my grip on her hair, and marveled at the sight of my wife on her knees, feverishly sucking my cock.I’m a little embarrassed by how quick it got to me. In light of the situation, it was a good thing, but still... In only a. And after dinner Miss Britt had me work on walking,standing, sitting, carrying a purse, etc. And of course each night tobed restrained and head bagged. This bedtime ritual went on for amonth before she felt comfortable not having me restrained. Everythingchanged saturday morning, punishment time. When Miss Britt woke me upsaturday morning, she handed me a bottle of nair hair remover."I want you to follow the directions on the bottle and get rid of allthat hair except your head. I'm very.