The shift allowed him to cradle my genitals in his warm hand -- and they started to swell again in their silky wrap and when Plumrose -- but I guess I...should call him Harold now -- started to manipulate them gently like a couple of Benwa balls -- the swelling increased. I started to shudder with pleasure again and had to put my foot back on the floor and lean forward against the only support I could find, the massive room length window beside the desk. With the room lights on, I couldn't see. I can easily imagine sharing a slave, but I’m not quite so certain about sharing a wife. Oh well, to each his own, and I’m certainly not complaining. The meeting was somewhat uncomfortable at first, I could tell the husband, Hiroshi, he was a bit nervous, slightly hesitant perhaps, but the more we talked, the more I could tell he was turned on by the thought of his wife being my slave when he was away. We spent hours talking about the arrangement, planning every last detail, Kiku, the girl,. One of the dares had been that she take a naked picture of herself with her phone. She had been about to delete them, but it was so unlike her to do something like that and it gave her a thrill to know that they were on there so she’d left them alone. Eventually she’d forgotten about them enough that when her phone went missing she hadn’t even thought of them.“So you wouldn’t mind if I sent them to some people? I’m sure there are a few of those gossip blogs that would love to see them,” Brian. “That felt what’s next? I know now I want a taste of your cock. Sandra stop you got him wet enough.’The girl stop and work her way up to my face and started to lick off all of Angela pussy juice, mix up my tears off of me. I felt the head of my cock rubbing against her clit. With all her might this 200 pound gorilla slam her whole body down on my dick. It hurt since I was on the bathroom floor. She let out a loud moan. “This feels really good!” she then started to move her hips. She reach in.