I tried to clear mythroat, and speak again, "....I'm okay." My voice was still n octavehigher than normal. By this time, my vision cleared, and I...knew exactly hy my voicewas higher. I was sitting on a bar stool looking aross the expanse ofthe club at myself! I blinked twice, just to make sure that I was not imagining this, thatI was seeing what I was seeing. There he.... I'....was staring at me'with a thunderstruck look on his'.... my' face. I looked down at myself.' I was. She responded yea he’s my bitch. Of course bringing his laughter and then both of them laughing out loud for what seemed to last for ever in my completely embarrassed mind. At that point she immediately dismissed me upstairs and the rest of my afternoon was me upstairs with the sounds of this black Adonis thoroughly pleasing my wife, moaning, screaming, her repeated oh god that echoed through the house and then his loud and thunderous groans of him releasing his load to end it all. A few. Then with a slight grin she slowly opened her legs. "Come andget it stud" she said in a cold tone. She then laughed "what's wrong? Can'tget it up anymore? Oh that's right you're not a stud any more are you nopecker hidden in those little panties is there? Well have to find adifferent way of getting you off!" Oh know I have a better idea just wait" she said as she disappeared intothe bathroom. She returned a few minutes late holding a small box."Well you know how you loved those shaven pussies. "Why don't you use Paul's pillow to prop up mommy's ass while you drillher, Luke?" I said. "That way if some of your jism leaks out then Paulwill get to put his head on it when he goes to bed and remind himself ofwhat a beautiful woman his wife is and how lucky he was to marry her." That's a great idea, Chrissie," Luke said. "He needs to realise what alucky guy he is. His wife is not only stunningly beautiful but she's thebest fuck I have ever had." I think the guys that pay to fuck her every.