I asked to describe herself over the phone. She was almost 5ft, very fair like most Muslim females sharp features and long brown hair and mentioned th...t guy always turn around to have second look. I was awestruck by the way she described herself and her voice added more sexiness.It was almost over a month we were chatting over the phone and we use to chat about everything like most good friends do and use to flirt with each other over the phone. Diwali had arrived and we decided to meet for the. As I became more and moreawake, I realized the reason for my wellbeing. My girlfriend Tammy wasunder the sheets trying to revive my penis. We had made it twice lastnight before we fell asleep exhausted. Tammy never liked to give head =or so I thought- and I wondered at this new found love of my cock. Imoved the sheet and looked at her as her head bobbed up and down. Littledickie was responding and Tammy looked at me with those large black eyes,still wearing her big hoop earrings from last. I told him that I fantasized about, well ... you. Yes, specifically you, and more to the point, that I wanted to be dominated by you and be free to fuck anyone else that you assigned to me. He told me that his fantasy involved ... me controlling his sex life. So, that’s what we agreed that would happen. I would be with you and anyone else whom you chose, and as for him ... he would be with whomever I chose. Well, I choose to have him join you in fucking your women, if you’re okay with that. Me,. Fuck. What kind of assholes set up their gear? What kind of movie did they think they were going to get without sound? The man in the robe twisted something on the device and everyone's eyes widened. My wife's hips moved, readjusting her to some new intrusion. I saw that her head was turned, cheek pressed flat against the table, humiliated and ashamed to be so open in front of this small, intimate crowd. I was able to switch to an overhead camera angle and saw what they were doing. He had some.