Before we got out of the car I asked my wife to take of her bra and her panties. Fortunately she was prepared to follow up but she also put on a long ...londe wig. She was afraid of being recognized. She wore the wig only this very first time. Later at other more public events she occasionally wore an eye mask. When we entered the door she even put on her sunglasses.The place was not really crowded and we found a place on a couch where we could oversee most of the facility. After a while Agnes. Roger started to moan seeing my new found enthusiasm. "Umm your a good bitch boy aren't you? I seen you eating my cum out of your ass. Should have closed the curtain if you didn't want me to see how much you really liked it." Just then Roger started groaning in pure pleasure. He pulled my head deep onto his shaft and started unloading into my mouth and down my throat. I could taste all his salty sweet goodness. He pulled me up and told me to make sure I swallowed it. I did and made sure to show. That was the plan, remember? No touching with Meagan present or when you're clothed and fantasizing about whatever you want to when she's not around and you're unclothed." Oh, I remember, but while I've been contemplating your daughter's untouchable beauty during the other part of my advanced training, I've realized she is far more beautiful than even that boner she gave me the first time I saw her would indicate. Her toes, her ankles, her fingers, those smooth delicate wrists, all utter. The male attendants were all required to have body builder physiques and to wear nothing but a tight jock strap around their loans - health reasons again were cited! Any woman who dared was allowed to touch the guy’s ‘package’ or his ‘buns’ and hopefully encourage some sort of a hard-on. If the woman in question succeeded in arousing the man’s libido she was encouraged to finish the job off with her hand, or her mouth, or even her own vagina - if, again, it wasn’t too uncomfortable to do so. Of.