What a feeling; it was warm and throbbing. I started inserting the cock in my mouth and giving it a tongue job at the same time. Zafar moaned while mo...ing his hands through my hair.Now 5 inches of this magnificent manhood was gliding in and out of my mouth; saliva was flowing down my mouth and Zafar was not giving light thrusts and mouth fucking me. At times the head of his cock hit my throat gagging me and gasping for air. Zafar made me stand and we went into a passionate kiss while he started. My wife's boss , Jack one of my best clients was in a latex dress, Diana my secritary dressed as a french maid handing out drinks. The wind was blowing her skirt up revealing a metal chastity belt. Diana's husband Jeff was keeping a watchful eye on her. His hand was under the skirt of my office manager. There were two bondage horses in the middle of the meeting area. Joan and myself were led to them. The horse conssited of a padded top with a padded rail on each side to kneel. “Gives us all a good show. Not this good, but quite good. I wondered what was left to the imagination. Now I know.” They shared a chuckle, but his eyes were hungry. His hands started to reach toward me, then halted. The other man, shorter but stockier, took a step to the side of me, openly gawking at my ass. While I bathed in their attention, my mind kept replying the scene that I stumbled on down the beach. The girl, a mess of thick black hair and chocolate skin moaning while she gyrated in. Two perfect globes they were, dark and beautiful like the night. He spread apart her cheeks and feasted on her crack, licking off her delicious ass sweat.Her body trembled, and she moved her legs up and down, quivering. “Oh, guru… not there,” she moaned. “It’s so dirty.”“It’s delicious, Nandini,” said the sage, and forced his tongue into her canal, making her squirm on the bed. “No guruji!” she said aloud and sighed.From the window sill, the sage picked up a cup of oil. Nandini turned her head.