We went to a hotel bar a few miles from town. I sat in a corner while Ana ordered a drink at the bar. It did not take long for a middle aged business ...an to hit on her. He was a tall black man, very handsome and dressed elegant.Ana danced with him and they exchanged the usual small talk and flirting. After some more margaritas, he invited my sexy wife up to his room. But Ana told him that her loving hubby would get to watch. The black guy looked a bit astonished; but he finally agreed.Once we. Freaky! But that had some future potential too. Chloe'sbody writhing against mine, and mine against hers, and me in sexyclothes and bondage began to have an effect on the boy parts of me. Iwas soon straining against my panties, and hoped I wasn't "showing"anything.Hope never seems to do much for me. Mistress suddenly said, "SlaveBrenda, your dress isn't fitting very well," and slapped my crotch withthe riding crop. Well, shoot. That's not going to help anything.Mistress got up, unlocked me from. She was looking at me, smiling.I ran two fingers over the outside of her knickers, up and down her slit. Ever so lightly. With one finger I lifted up her knicker elastic and with the other slid my finger over her wet pussy lips. I felt her move in her seat.With one finger inside her knickers the other one joined in and she was getting very wet. I ran them all over her pussy, feeling her wetness, and slipped a finger inside her. She moaned. I'm sure people could see what was going on, I didn't. I saw her wiggle her finger back and forth quickly, frantically, suddenly. She masturbated furiously in front of me. We didn't touch each other and somehow that made it even more forbidden. I was in such a state of arousal and panic, I didn't know what to do with my hands. And suddenly, i realized, i was pumping my hard cock in front of her. We masturbated in front of each other while the crowd of strangers cheered across the street. Their shouts and hoots echoed, drowning the sounds of.