Half an hour went by and the wife came back in the living room. She and the black stud had been making love on the floor on her husband's orders. Afte... he let them stop, they had left the room. She looked at her sleeping husband and his two naked female slaves. Daisy on her knees, with his limb penis in her mouth and Diana embracing him with her head on his shoulder. She woke him up. "Supper will be ready in fifteen minutes, you better take you sex slaves and shower." He stretched and told. Next he picked out blackfootless lace tights which had a skull and bones motif. His now hairlesslegs would look so sexy in this. He also knew that since they werefootless, his pale foot would stand out better next to the tights. Theproper mix of both white and black was the cornerstone to his gothic look.Once he had that on, he stood only in his thong, tights and push up braall in black. The difficult decision is what to wear over it. Black jeansor a dress were so traditional, even in the. Some days she would arrivehome right after work and others well past midnight. Each time he woulddrop her off, the kisses would start quicker and last longer. I wasworried that she might get in over her head and I was right.It was a Wednesday evening around eight when they arrived in front of thebuilding. The car parked and the man jumped out and opened Sandy's doorfor her. It was the first time I had seen the man other than his head. Hewas a tall, good-looking man around thirty-five years old.. On leaving it was clear that quite a few others were too - mostly couples or small groups. Presumably heading to the same place we were...When we arrived we were immediately offered a welcome drink and escorted down some stairs through to a very intimate looking room, quite dark with lots of booths that were softly lit. We were ushered to our very own booth by a suited gentleman that had greeted us as we came down the stairs. He was tall, around 6ft 2 and had a presence about him, one of.