I looked at the wife, in her pajamas, glaring at our hands connected and making a face. I wanted to laugh at that.“It’s late,” my wife said. “...here are you guys going?”“It’s only seven,” I said.“And you’re usually asleep by now. Or on the sofa watching porn.”“Just shut up,” I said and looked at Sabrina. “I said I’d teach you to ride a bike.”“Oh yeah,” she said excitedly. “Now, now, now, please,” she said in a cute voice.“Now’s perfect,” I said, mostly looking at my wife, reveling in the fact. I wanted time to think about this. I still felt pretty fresh when I got to the base area and met Bernie and Tee. Bernie was now sober – exercise can do that. ‘See you at the party tonight, Tee.’ I said as we parted. ‘Dress appropriately.’ Tee smiled mischievously over her shoulder as she walked away. ‘What did you mean by that?’ Bernie asked, looking like a kid eyeing presents under the tree o Christmas Eve. ‘Just that this should be a special occasion, and jeans and t-shirts would not fit the. That was enough to make him horny again as well. I forced him deepthroat, fucking his mouth and, in the meanwhile, masturbating him. Again, we cummed almost at the same moment. I let my slave's dick go and flood his black body again. A few instants later, I filled his mouth again, and the nigger swallowed every single drop of my jizz.Then I kissed him again, and again, and then I freed his arms and legs. The cum was still dripping on his body, and he spread it on his chest, his back, his face.I. We cut to a friendly looking little guesthouse on the seafront. Then inside, to one of the bedrooms where we find Carol, the woman in red, sitting with Rebel, her large, black, long haired German Shepherd. Same dress as last time we saw her, but this time her hair and make-up are her own work. Plenty of red lipstick smeared thick around her mouth. Too much lipstick for some, perfect for others – but she’s going for a really slutty look today.“My name is Carol, and this is my special friend.