The other black customers stood up and all them looked at me.The cook made me get up from my seat and I was ordered to sit on a chair in the middle of...the room, where my hands and feet were tied. One of the other men dragged Ana over to stand beside me. She was almost crying in tear; but I told her to calm down.The cook looked to be in charge. He turned to my sexy wife, ordering her to put on a little show for him and his friends…Suddenly a black waitress I had not seen yet, came from behind. But before he pulled his cock in her pussy, he searched for something on the floor next to the bed.What the hell is he doing?, thought Jessica, but one moment later she knew.He took some handcuffs, grabbed her arms hardly and tied her at the head from the bed.“Now you're mine”, he said quietly in her ear and smiled.He sat up and looked at her. She were very good-looking – long blond hairs, middle-sized tits, a nice ass and a perfect figure. Her skin was white, but a little bit bronzy. Also she. " Cum." She screamed and he clamped his hand over her mouth. He thrust once more and growled as he spilled his cum into her welcoming pussy. The feeling of him filling her pushed her orgasm higher and every muscle in her body tensed before she went limp in his arms.They were both breathing heavily. He reached between them untying her wrists and turning her to face him. He wrapped his arms around her slim waist, she buried her face in his muscled chest refusing to look at him. He kissed the top. Office on a Saturday afternoon? Yes, he was working in a new project. There we went, talking about a lot of things but avoiding any reference to what would happen there.As soon as we entered into his office, as suspected there was nobody working there, George took me in his arms and gave me my first contact with another mans tongue. Really I felt in heaven. Slowly he unzipped my jeans and went to his knees to give me a wonderful (no way to compare for me, but it felt great)blow job. What.