"Moving things around took a good five minutes of uncomfortable wriggling and tugging, but in the end, Sharon was lying on a pillow and covered by the...top sheet and a blanket. "That okay?" the Wench asked."Fine." Sharon settled herself. Hopefully, the ropes wouldn't cut off her circulation. There was a bit of a draft at her feet, but... "Felicia?" Mistress?" The Wench's undertone was just the slightest touch long-suffering."Take a pillow. And the bedspread." Why thank you, Mistress!" the Wench. ”“Thank you, Mistress, I will do my very best.”“I hope so.”With that, Mistress knelt with her thighs on either side of my head facing away from me, and she lowered her bottom so it was just above my face. “Start with gentle kisses,” I was commanded. I was delighted to comply. I set about my task with enthusiasm. After several minutes Mistress asked me to concentrate close to where her bottom met her thighs. I was so very close to Mistress I could see and smell her arousal which in turn. “My god slut, you’re pussy is going to be huge after this thing gets done with you. You’re gonna have to sit like a guy to give that fat pussy some room. When you wear short-shorts you’re lips are gonna hang out.” I could see Joy getting excited with my teasing as the pump did it’s job.After two hours of this I masturbated many times watching Joy cum. I whipped her a few times, tickled her to orgasm overload and made her pass out, vibrating her engorged clit through the transparent plastic. She added I could have a wink, imagining Dumas’ cock inside of her soaking wet cunt…As my sexy bitch closed the door, I poured a glass of whisky and sat to watch a porno. I knew it would be a long night for me and also for Ana…She was right; the thought of that nigger fucking her made me feel sick but aroused; so I had to jerk my dick several times during the night.At seven next morning I heard the front door open and my wife climbing up the stairs. She looked happy as she entered our.