Abruptly, the King announced that he had business to attend to as he departed. ‘What the hell will I do with her now?’ ‘Fuck her, or anything th...t you want to.’ ‘I don’t mean that. How do I get her out of the country and into the US. ‘Oh, that is nothing. I will get diplomatic papers for her that will allow you to take her anywhere, unchallenged.’ Fearfully the girl cowered before us. I put her black garment around her. Sasheed took me to my bed room. I dragged her along by the hand. I locked. For me, I loved watching my wife sucking a big cock just as much as watching her copping a good fucking and more so if the cock she had her mouth over exploded. It was one of my biggest fantasies to see another man ball my then wife as he wanted, making her his for the night, or day for that matter. The thought of seeing my hot wife freely giving herself to others while I watched, fantasizing of her getting fucked, sucking cock, taking cum from another man was just too much for me until, after. " Are those things coming too?" the lady asked, looking at our pile of stuff."Of course, why?"The lady had a confused look. "Well, I'm not sure why you'd be needing all that. Do you know what kind of tour this is?" A couples retreat, right?" my sister replied."Yes, but, what's inside the luggage?"My sister looked equally as confused. "My clothes obviously." Oh dear," the lady gasped with an awkward expression on her face. "This isn't exactly the kind of retreat where clothes would be needed."My. ‘Shh, baby.’He moved, letting go of me, and removed the remainder of sheets wrapped around my legs. I didn’t move this time, laying in the manner that he left me and heard him chuckle again before he straddled my legs and placed his hands back on my arms. I felt his hands move, trailing firmly up my arms and griping on my shoulders. How did he know this was what I needed? Not just the knots taken out of my back but the feeling of his hands on my body. Did he even know what he was doing to me?.