Her gestures were dramatic and exciting, but that isn't why she was doing them. Honey might have known that I was watching, but it didn't matter to h...r. In her mind, my only excuse for living was to bring that cock to her door. It was what she wanted and I only hoped I could satisfy her. Honey began taking it into her mouth slowly, almost reverently. A placid look of bliss came over her face as my cock worked its way past her pomegranate red lips. She gurgled slightly as she swallowed its. I was ready to choose just what would be perfect and sensual, without being overtly sleazy or being too sexy.I already knew that I’d be wearing my new dress tonight. It was black and lacy and made of a stretchy silk feeling material. The dress had straight half inch shoulder straps and a plunging v-shaped neckline. It was also low v-cut in the back – so a bra was out of the question.The waist was quite tapered. With my constant evening corset training, my waist is down to 28 inches. My waist. .. ," the oldest starts.The first wife giggles again. "Believe me, I've been well taken care of."The oldest shrugs. "If you insist," and takes her place on the bed, pulling Salomé up into her arms. After enjoying the flavor of her fellow wife's juices on Salomé's wet face, lapping it up like a cat, her lips seal with Salomé's and their tongues duel while pubic bones rub together. The oldest wife's hands squeeze Salomé's amazing ass, helping the friction.With her movement up the bed, the chief's. Bare assed naked.It all came back to me in a flash of old memories. That had been the evening of my tenth birthday. My first birthday after my Mom had passed away. My father had decided that along with a birthday spanking he would document my growth in this sick and depraved way.I had a few friends over for ice cream and cake. After my friends had gone home my Dad told me that I was in need of a 'birthday spanking'. At ten years old I didn't think twice about taking my party dress off in front.