I noticed that a nice bulge was forming in his pants. Belinda noticed as well and seemed anxious to get a better look at it. She would soon get her wi...h.Belinda began to remove John's Tuxedo as Lawrence resumed taking pictures. She seemed to be perfectly comfortable standing naked only inches away from this stranger. Belinda's breathing seemed to get faster as she removed John's shirt and pants. John's body was very muscular. He was obviously a body builder. Belinda's appreciative glances at. I found nothing.But even after finding absolutely no evidence that she was betraying me there was something in the back of my mind that told me that Belinda was being untrue. There was an upside to my suspicions; I made love to Belinda more often just to see if I could find her unaccountably wet or loose. The more I made love to her the more she wanted to make love and our sex life did a 180 degree turn and went from twice a week to four and five times a week. As enjoyable as the increased. I pulled down his shorts and undies slowly. His penis was standing tall, just like him. Muscular.I sat on my knees, up close to his erect penis.I could see the veins thick around the shaft, the glistening smooth skin around the penis, the head eager to come out of the foreskin. I reached out and pulled the foreskin back. The head eased out smoothly with lubrication from precum.I held his shaft for the first time. It felt soft and hard at the same time.I rubbed my thumb on the head of his penis. I couldn’t see it, but Jess nudged Emma and pointed to my closed eyes.“Slave Aaron,” Emma said, “open your eyes and look at us.”I sighed, though not loudly enough that I thought she would hear, and did as ordered.Fortunately, if you can look at it that way, I was ragingly horny enough that I wouldn’t have to play with myself for very long. I forced a smile up at the two girls as they, and Brent, watched me tease my cock head over and over.As my orgasm approached, I began trying to clench my ass.