““Maybe its because you’d be jealous.” Katrina saw the smirk on my face. “Oh, sorry I forgot you were a wannabe cuck.”“I'm not. It was j...st a fantasy i once had.”“One you never got over, according to your browser.”“It is just a fantasy. I admit, it's nice when I notice guys checking you out, and stuff. But that's it. I respect you, and our love, and our marriage.”“Good. Because I’m not a slut.”There was a moment of silence and Katrina stopped her cocoa. Then she said. “I would still like to do. The general shooting had stopped, and that left me in a quandary. Was that all of the Indians? Maybe the rest had run off? Somehow, I didn't think so.I had to be prepared to defend myself from foes that I couldn't see. I figured that my best bet was to move to my right as I had originally intended. There was no way to know for sure, but my gut told me that was the better direction. I picked up both rifles and made sure that they were clear of sand. Before moving, I drank a little water and. She spent a lot of time exploring Darina’s inner pussy lips and she finally was ordered to suck on that swollen clitoris.My submissive wife did as she was told, as Darina started moving her hips back and forth over Anita’s face.Her hips suddenly went still as my wife sucked her clit, until Darina cried out that she was going to cum…Soon the Dominatrix let out a loud scream and her back tensed up as wave after wave of unleashed pleasure overcame her whole body. My wife’s face was coated in. .. they always wanted to see the sissies prance around. One ofthe guys even asked if we all were cocksuckers? I was fuming! How couldthey turn this into such a crude act! Jared held me back and said to themthat if they behaved they may get what they want. But they had to behave!The jerks agreed.Before you knew it... the troupe was engaged in the innocent loving play with each other. Touching, caressing, rubbing against each other anddancing. Oh yes .. we all were in a dance. It was hypnotic!.