.her nipples already swollen with excitement, her body shakes as his fingers move over them…..teasing and sliding them between his strong fingers…....hands moving gently over her stomach down towards her open legs……..easing the oil into her soft skin…..just when she thinks his fingers are going to slide over her smooth wet lips he stops and runs them down the outside of her thigh……..lifting her leg he slowly starts to kiss along the inside of her thigh……his lips and tongue brushing over her. They helped me into a chair and handed me a large glass of Jack & Coke. My wife was still in a daze but with a smile on her face.Eric pointed to Joan and said "you know she doesn't want to loose you no matter what gender you are. She has know for over a year about your fuck buddies and your dressing. Talk to her she's open to a whole new lifestyle."The shadows were getting long in the courtyard. Most of the men had left except for the couples.Chris sat next to me and cuddled we have a. Or rather, Katie was invited. "And bring along your slave too," I remembered Yuka pronounce as she stepped into the living room. I no longer was a person, but a slave that my wife took along when we went out together.It didn't surprise me that Yuka had a whole library of x-rated movies. I almost expected it. What did surprise me was the fact she kept them all in full view. A combination of tapes and CDs sat neatly stacked side-by-side in a bookcase in her living room. They even had the original. And I was born in Ninety Six, SC to Milford and Debra Coleman. I had a very humble upbringing that included some very old school teachings from my parents that include never giving up on your ambitions and no matter what it’s important to always put the needs of your spouse and c***dren before your own. I took the majority of my parents teachings to heart early in life by trying to do the best could possibly do in school so as to gain as much from my many learning experiences as possible. This.