..I'm in the family room." It was dark by now, and there was no light in the room other than the street lights outside. As my eyes adjusted to the dar...ness, I saw her sitting on the sofa - but only her outline. The room smelled from her 120mm cigarettes and the sweet smell of the imported cognac she drank. "Sit down and tell me where you have been keeping youself," she said. Her speech was noticeably slurred, and I could tell she had been drinking for some time. I told her I had been working. “Make her suck cock!” In moments A thick cock was forcing its way into Connie's mouth as Dan looked helplessly on at the degrading scene.His beautiful wife lay surrounded by a half dozen naked teens, their hard and throbbing cocks waiting their turn to fuck and abuse her every hole. He could hear her gagging on the cock that was assaulting her mouth and struggled with all his might to free himself from the ropes binding him, but with no use.To add insult to injury, Dan could feel his own. What if I offended Shelly? Or worse, what if I offended Rachelle? Then, somehow the words just came out of my mouth. “Why don’t you see if Mike and Shelly can spot your nipple scars?” Rachelle shot me a quick glance and then to Shelly. Oh shit, I thought. I think I might have just crossed the line here. “Yeah, Rachelle. I bet the guys wouldn’t even be able to tell.” Shelly replied wryly. I was stunned. I had half expected Shelly or Rachelle to scold me for such a suggestion, but here is Shelly. I mean, ‘white’ is so nonspecific. What do you think I am? A mind-reader? Well, I mean, I am as it happens, but apparently, the almighty Genie Council says that I’m not supposed to do that without permission. Bloody meddlers. A few tiny complaints and they think that I should be put on probation. I mean, me, really? Of all the genies...”Her rant petered out as I just stared at her. Then she looked at me blankly.“Um, the wish?” I asked.“Oh yes,” she said. “So you’re sure that the girl he likes.