”The house now resonating with one groan from Jill for every one step from Malcolm, I followed his tight black ass up the stairs, the three of us ma...ing an Oreo in reverse. Jill’s pussy and sobs. Malcolm’s three-hundred-pounds of black muscle and cock. And me the tail-end Charlie in our little three-person convoy heading upstairs for more fun and games.When we entered the bedroom Malcolm stood stock still, like some ebony statue with my wife's arms and legs now locked around him as she clung on. Turning, he headed out of the room with Andre, Ellis and the translator scrambling to catch up. Once the door was closed Ellis gripped Taylor’s arm again, to stop his forward momentum. Taylor looked at the offending hand then back at Ellis, challenge in his eyes.Ellis blanched and released Taylor, but to his credit at least stood his ground.“What the hell was that? I told you to sit and shut your fucking mouth, not threaten a member of their security forces. Are you an idiot? These people are. ” You reply. The little old lady eyes you up and down for a moment and then a smile brightens her face.“I’ve got it! Bo Peep!” She says and you blink. “Excuse me?” You ask and she claps her hands together and heads around you and a pile of costumes to a rack situated near the front door.“You can be Bo Peep, you know, Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep.” The lady says over her shoulder at you and you frown.“Isn’t that a woman’s costume?” You ask. She waves a hand as she shifts through the. Now she wished that she had put the nipple clamps on. Their bite would have helped her over the edge. Now, her nips just ached for attention and there was no one to give it to them.Michelle was consumed by an explosion of pleasure ripping through her. She thrashed in her chair, nearly toppling it over as she bucked and screamed. Wave after burning wave churned through her as she wrestled with her restraints until she was spent.She glanced at the screen.Still there was no e-mail from Jeff as she.