She now has her hand in his boxers stroking him. As I watch, my wife strokes him until his cock is very erect and very thick. I notice how much of his...cock is visible above her hand. He does have a big dick. Maybe this is what Michelle was warning me about. As he unfastens the top two buttons on her top, I watch him slide his hand in her bra to fondle her breast and massage her nipple. They stop kissing and she looks down at his cock with a lustful look on her face. She is stroking him with her. Coughing, she wiped her sore lips with the back of her hand, accusation infusing her words. “Why did you have to force me, Khamûl? Have I ever refused your pleasure? I would’ve eagerly let you have me any way you wanted if you’d just ... if you’d...” Something in the darkness of his visage ground her complaint to a halt. His disdainful expression was one she’d never seen him wear, and her skin tightened with a chill of fear.“How quickly you forget your place. Your holes are mine to use however. We were still practically right at the front door, and I didn't know when Adrian and Anika would come back, so I ordered her to go to the middle of the living room. Well, at least I think that's what it was. She has so many rooms there, and they're all absolutely huge, with ceilings twice as high as this one! But I digress."Attempting to refocus, Suzanne continued, "I was incredibly revved up from before, like I said, and then seeing Brenda kneeling there, wearing our master's collar and. "Nope. He says it's unclean. I think it has something to do with his parents. They were devout Muslims. We don't practice but he's still got some funny ideas." His parents taught him not to eat pussy?" I tried to seem serious, but I just couldn't keep a straight face and Melissa playfully slapped me on the shoulder."Oh, stop that! Islam is a perfectly moral belief, it just happens to have certain restrictions on cleanliness. I think it gave him some kind of complex or something." Or something.