It was the body service, my second partner.I let him in and introduced all three of us to each other and the told them the idea. Both were quite shock...d to hear that but within a few minutes of grasping what just happened they smiled with the same devilish smile.I cleared them with my instructions of doing whatever they want to do to me for the next hour…They are allowed to do so.In a fraction of second we all three got in action, both of them started removing their tshrt and shirt, placing the. Even I would pee from the side so as not to encroach upon on my wife’s view of my cock as I peed.Maggie loved our setup. I loved watching her undress with my wife. It was blouse for blouse, bra for bra, and skirt for skirt. They let me remove their damp panties.My wife kissed Maggie and got her just as hot as she had been in the kitchen. I thrust my cock into her willing hole and pumped her softly, apparently too softly, because she begged me to fuck her harder. I had been excited too long to. I followed her, watched her bath and clean my cum from her long hair. I heard the other bathroom door open, so I went quickly downstairs to avoid any awkward situations.Sreeja washes her long hairSo after some time, Sreeja came down, soon after the room was filled with the sweet aroma of her shampooed long hair. She went straight to my moms room. Her long hair was half dry but still sleek from the shower. After some time she came back with my moms hair drier and told me that its not working.. “What was that,” he teased without turning to look at her, “did I hear something?” “Iona,” she said much louder. Her voice was surprisingly delicate now. He turned to look at her. “Iona,” she repeated, hope in her eyes. “I wish to know your real name, the one given before you became a slave.” There was a pause. “I cannot remember. As a child I was given the name of my owner’s dog for his enjoyment. I was told never to speak my own language. When I did, I received blows from a leather strap with.