As I watched, my dick got hard.My wife was very clearly enjoying Doc's huge black cock. She was actually doing most of the work, rising up until the h...ad of his black cock was almost out of her, then slamming back down. Each time she did this, a little moan escaped her slightly parted lips.My dick got harder. I wanted to grab my dick and jack off, but I didn't, as that was strictly forbidden. I inched my face as close as I could to the epicenter. I slipped my tongue out, pretending to lick her. ”“I am sure it is Kendi, but I like to sit next to you.”“You could be even more comfortable over in that chair.”“Are you trying to get rid of me?”“NO!”She paused for a few seconds before looking at the floor.“I wanted to cuddle with you in the chair. That is why I bought it.”“You bought that chair with the idea of cuddling in it with some guy?”“No, I bought that big comfy chair with the idea of cuddling up in it with you.”“You did not!”“Yeah, I did. Silly when I stop to think about it.” She. Nearly as much as I am!” John’s voice brought our family discussion to an end, Tony finished his beer and stood up idly pulling at his cock, helping it back to a full erection, “ Right guys let’s take it from the tit-fuck, then it’s onto the bed OK?” We nodded agreement as I dropped back to my knees cupping them for Tony’s still hardening cock, he moved it in and out fucking them as if we had never had the break, “ On the bed you horny, fucking bitch,” Even swear words had a poetic sound as. It was Mistress. Once again I tried to take refuge in a corner of the room; I was like a dumb animal, fearing its human master. Mistress walked over to me. She gently but firmly pushed me head towards the floor. She placed her knee on my ribcage and tied my hands behind my back. I struggled meekly.‘’ Don’t worry you will get used to the feeling of helplessness’’ Mistress cooed softly to me. I continued to struggles against my binds. Mistress punished me; she produced a strap of leather and beat.