“No, absolutely not”. I said again, knowing that this wasn’t up for debate. But my sweet wife stared at me saying it was hard for me to understa...d, but money was tight right now and both of us knew that it would be good to have that money for the future...I kept resisting, telling my boss that my sweet wife was not a whore…But Ana was not listening. She said to my boss: “This isn’t up to him”.Then she smiled and began to disrobe in front of the men.Soon they had her naked, suspended from the. To one side of the building, shielded behind newly planted trees, a swimming pool sat glistening in the morning sunshine. The pool was an extraordinary construction. Apparently built within the ruins of some Graeco-Roman bath house, the pool was surrounded by ruined walls. A part of the pool itself seemed to have once been Roman, with large stone slabs marking the sides. At least two columns had toppled into the pool, their stone drums providing a place where swimmers might pause, their Doric. At this point I looked at Deanne, who caught my eye and she had a demure little smile on her face – she was clearly looking forward to what was coming her way.“So away you go, boys. Give her a good fucking...” and Pauline stood back alongside me and the guys got on the bed with Deanne. She started kissing the nearest guy passionately while the other two started to fondle and grope her, and you could see she really was getting into it, as she reached out trying to find their cocks to wank. One. "I kind of wished you were a boy a little earlier," I admitted."Why? Did you want my cock inside your naughty pussy?" she asked with a smirk. I nodded and blushed. She started kissing me passionately again. Then stopped and I could see her thinking."I don't want you to be a boy though. And I don’t want to be a boy. I like the way we are now. Tits and ass and hair and legs and… so yummy," she said. "I want you just as you are. I just want to belong to you," she continued. "I wanted to be your.