"I waved my hand and I turned back to the counter to peel the rest of the potatoes.When John pushed the buzzer and was led into the kitchen by Carl I ...as still working with the dishes, leaning against the frame for support. I turned to the new guest and when we looked at each other. I still think we will never forget that moment. At first he was clearly astonished by the sight of the one legged chef, but then politely introduced himself. Carl was a real devil to leave us alone and I saw John. Reaching down she grabbed hold of a handful of my hair and as she stepped back she pulled me off the sofa and onto my knees. "You fuckin' white bitch" she said as she now began to slap hard at my face again. She threw all of her strength into each blow and the pain shot though my cheeks, my head and down into my body as she called me every dirty name she could think of. When she finally stopped, I had tears running down my cheeks and she looked at me, "Did I hurt the fuckin' little white. " Yes that's it; I need to think about what I need to do about my marriage and what better place to do that than in their love nest. I promise that I wouldn't try to do anything illegal in there." Good then Mr. Ah..." Mr. Grant will be sufficient." Thank you Mr. Grant, see next Monday."I left and knew that my life was over as far as a marriage was concerned. Now I had to see if I could find some small cameras and a recorder. I went to my friendly Radio Shack to see if they had what I needed and. As I got to my knees, Lavon issued his next order. “Put your hands at your sides.”Grabbing hold of his shaft, Lavon began rubbing his dark pole all over my face and head. My shoulders and chest followed as he continued patting and touching me with his arched pole. It was as if his dusky hooded cobra was about to strike at any moment, and send me into oblivion. After several minutes of the most extreme cock-teasing I ever endured, my next directive was issued.“My balls need to be polished. Get.