She gasped and said "well i thought this is what you wanted" of couse now bend over and stay there." earlier i had brought down a belt and took it out...and whipped her once with no warning."AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, WHat the fuck!?" now now no bad words here. now call me master and for the next month call me that except around Andrew." Fine master" her voice so thick with sarcasm i whacked her again and she cried out saying profanities for each one i whacked her harder. by that time i had worked her. .throwing me on the couch buster threw a pillow on the floor with a blanket and tied my arms to a couch and my legs to a table i was in between, with all the commotion bustrs wife stumbled in and saw me...your a sick fucker was all she had to say and went back to bed..buster sat down by the fireplace he had going to keep the room warm and unzipped his pants..i need to intoduce my self..he said as he pushed his dick into my mouth..puttig his ciggerette against my arms spread apart he got a. "I didn't know you owned a boat" I own several in fact" he smiled, "Come aboard" and he steered it into the bank beside us, his wife came up from below and he introduced me saying,"This is David who works for me at the bakery and if I'm not mistaken this young lady is Ann who is starting with us soon, am I right?" You are sir" Annie said and shook hands with them both,"We were just going to the pub yonder, care to join us for a drink?" Thank you sir, yes we would" Splendid" he beamed, "But. It was very tempting to jerk off in the shower. Watching those two women go at each other on the screen had me really horny. But for some reason I didn't and boy I'm glad I didn't. When I got out of the shower I put on an old pair of sweat-shorts and a tee-shirt figuring we would probably sit around, watch the news then turn in. When I came into the living room I just about tripped over myself. There was Joan in some flannel boxers and a sleeveless tee-shirt sitting between my wife's legs as.