“Mmm.” If his underwear hadn’t already been soaked with cum, Fadi knew that he would have spurted the moment his wife kissed him and he tasted t...e slimy cum on her tongue.Oh, Habibi… Jamilah passionately swirled her tongue around her husband’s, and through Marc’s tasty sperm. She loved kissing Fadi like this. She always felt such a deep and loving connection with him whenever they shared a black man’s cum like this.Oh, Jamilah… Fadi kissed his wife’s sugary lips and slid his tongue against her. I desperately wanted him tocontinue, many guests that night had a taste, yet I hadn't been fullydrained. The tattoo gun came to life again, this time my groin above myshrunken Penis was the target, again the word slave was tattooed on me.When the man finished he set down the gun. He asked master so you stillwant the other things. Yes he said. Alright spary this in her mouth, hehanded master a small spray bottle he gave a few quick sprays I triednot to gag. I felt the man grab my Penis, it. I looked up at her and she was standing next to my seat. The look on her face told me how my face looked and I knew there was no denying my problem to her."I need to use the restroom", I said, "badly."She looked sympathetically at me for a moment and then said or asked, I don't quite remember which, "You don't just need to pee do you?"I slowly shook my head no as I turned my eyes back down, unable to face her with that admission."I'll be right back", she said. And with that she began to head to. Annoyed at the interruption--at a quarter to eight in the evening, no less--she took a sip of wine as I stood and walked to get the phone from the wall in the kitchen entryway where it was mounted."Hey! Maddux; are you and Lana watching Fox right now?" It was Zach Taylor's voice. "If not, you really need to turn it on and see what is going down!" Okay, Zach, hang on," I said, putting the phone on speaker mode and reaching for the remote. I had to turn the Comcast box on and then the TV. Once.