As I opened my eyes, I could see that there were now six tribesmen, who were wearing only loincloths; looking at me and smiling and discussing me in t...eir own language. I knew I was really drunk, but I must have been completely insane too, because instead of screaming for my husband, I exposed my naked breasts to the tall black natives and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could all easily see my pussy. I looked up and all I really remember is the. She burst into tears, asking Jerry if he even loved her. He apologized profusely and soon the subject was dropped.A year after getting married, Jerry's uncle came to town for a visit. He had left town many years ago right after high school and never moved back, only visiting on rare occasions. He attended UCLA and had become a very successful real estate agent. So much so, that now at 52, he was semi retired, taking on only *********** clients.During his visit, Uncle Hank invited the young. My wife agreed. For celebration, he suggested that we stay a bit longer. He took us for a tour around the house, pool table, little hockey table and the outdoor pound, while continually refilling out wines. after about an hour, he went to answer a call and wile he was away, my wife said: ‘Look, please trust me. I loved our recent fantasies and just chatting with him will make my horny for you.’ I refused to understand. She continued: ‘I won’t touch him I promise. If he touched me we’ll leave. ”I positioned myself as instructed.“Legs open please and keep your bottom nice and high please keep your bottom still. I need a steady target. Failure to comply with these instructions will increase the punishment. Ready?”“Yes.”“You will call me Mistress.”“Yes, Mistress.”“That is better. Let’s get this unpleasant task over with.”She did not sound like this was an unpleasant task at all. Although I was pretty certain I had an unpleasant few minutes ahead of me.“The first one coming up, no need.