Matt was by now head over heals in lust (love?) for Chloe but was wary of making a move for fear of ruining what they had so quickly created. The beer...had taken the edge off for both of them and there was definitely subtle flirting between the two."maybe I will just take it slow" thought Matt "I should just call it a day and play harder to get"Matt made an excuse about a previously made appointment and made his way back to his car. He promised that he would be in touch when he had finished. I started to reflect on just how much I love this wild erotic and totally loving woman, and how much I needed this type of treatment.I must be the luckiest man, and even thinking that I was a man brought a slight smile to my face.Even as her fingers parted my hole, I'm the one who instigated all this abuse, I signed a contract giving my wife full authority to use me in any way she felt necessary to impart her control over me.One of the best days of my life, was when she had me kneel in front of. Her breasts heaved as she laid there panting, feeling his dick rub harder and harder against her. Leaning forward he captured a nipple between his lips and began to suck on it. She cried out as she felt her orgasm start to build as he took her hard nipple between his teeth and bite down on it. With his cock massaging her clit she knew it wasn't going to be long before she came. One hand twisted and pulled hard on one nipple harshly while he suckled and bit down on the other. His cock was near. I'll start. My name is Joey. I'm a second year masters student in the bassoon department, and your dorm director."Emily listened as the group of mostly first-years followed Joey's example. As expected, most tried to trump the previous speaker with their summer highlight."My summer highlight was attending a masterclass by Perlman..." I played a recital in the Weill Recital Hall at Carnegie..." Blah, blah, blah..." Emily Rathbourne, first year, French horn, and playing beach soccer every night.