Look at him, I know white men are smaller but that must be the smallest I have ever seen," laughed Dan."Yes," agreed my wife. "You can see I wasn't ex...ggerating!" Right you stand there," he said to me. "And I will show you how your wife wants and needs to be treated." Then turning to Sandy:"On your knees, cunt and take my cock in your hand."My wife took his massive cock, and began to stroke it to erection. Automatically, she began to suck on it. Dan pulled her head away, and slapped her. The sight of them made her throat tighten up. Although she saw that there was some kind of padding on the inside of the cuffs, she couldn't help the shudder of fear that went through her, or the slight trembling of her fingers as she picked up the note. It was a list of instructions, all neatly typed, and each one numbered in his usual methodical way. He had told her to follow them all to the letter, and of course she. We got in late in the afternoon on Monday, we took a shower together, and got dressed up, and headed down to their main dinning room. We had a great meal, and bottle of wine, I even had a glass, and I am not a wine drinker. Afterwards we danced to the orchestra for a while, till she whispered into my ear that she was horny, and ready to go to bed. We got to our room and she was hot to trot, with that wine fueling her desires. She practically ripped my clothes, as we leaped into bed holding. I couldn't remember coming so fast, so hard, and so much since I was a horny teenager. Now it was my knees that turned to rubber as Tracy submissively accepted every drop of sperm that I fired down her lovely throat.I was a little wobbly as I stood trying to regain control of my breathing when Tracy, still on her knees in front of me and dressed only in her panties and bra, obediently used her tongue to clean the remnants of my euphoria from my deflating manhood. When she finished, my lovely.