So they asked me if I would like to go to their place for dinner and drinks.I said sure,we finished our drinks and a little bit later we arrived.I too... off my jacket and shoes and found a nice spot on the couch, had a few more drinks and our conversation soon turned to sex.They both looked at each other then looked right at me and said have I ever been Dominated by two Mistresses,I said no but I am ready for anything.I was then ordered to stand up and take off my clothes,turn around bend over. And I’d be fairly certain she was only interested in women,” said Victoria, thoughtfully. “Does she know about you? You know...”“I don’t know. Does it matter?” Gina frowned.“It might.”Several hours later a cab dropped them at the address of Edouard Manet’s studio. Edouard greeted them with enthusiasm.“I wasn’t sure you would come, but I was hoping to hear more of your ideas,” he told them.“Gina is the artist,” said Victoria. “She does things with her camera that show things that are not really. I had never seen my wife cum so hard before.My wife begged for her to stop as she couldn’t take it anymore. It was a few minutes later and my wife screamed out again in orgasm. Angela had fucked the hell out of my wife with the stap on cock and now had another idea for her.She pulled the strap on cock out of my wife and discarded it off to the side. Angela moved her naked body on top of my wife’s face. My wife had never sucked on another women’s pussy before, but she was about to. She told me. I buried my cock into the far depths of his guts, and just stopped. I had never done that before. Tilting my head backwards, and delivering a groan from the bottom of my own guts, I volly. With my abs and asshole convulsing, I blasted. And blasted. And blasted some more. Nine shots I counted, delivering straight into Cole's guts. I was sure I was well past the upper ass hole, and my hot thick jock juice was flying with all it's might well into his intestines. I held it in for a bit, while Cole.