“I love you so much.”“You want Bobby to fuck me ... don’t you?” she whispered, leaning forward and hunching her loins as fast as she could. ...“You nasty man!” she moaned. “You want him to fuck my pussy!”“Oh fuck! Babeeee,” he whined. “Don’t make me say it!”“Tell me, Jeff!” she commanded. “Do you want him to fuck me?”“Noooooooo,” he pleaded.“No what, Jeff?” she said, rubbing her tits on his face.“Nooooo,” was all he said.“Fuck me, Bobby,” she whispered.“Ahhhhhhh,” he screamed, and she felt him. I’m not mad. But if you want to try this then we’ll try it.” She sighed a sigh of relief now that she knew I wasn’t mad. I looked at her, “Are you sure you want me to treat you like Sam treats Jeanette?” She nodded. I sighed, “Alright let’s give it a try. Take off your clothes and help your Slave friend cook.” She smiled at me like she was so excited. She got up and removed the t-shirt from her body to reveal that she had absolutely nothing underneath and went to the kitchen. As I watched her. I ran my tongue up the whole length of his shaft then I circled it round the tip I heard Dave groaning and took it to mean he liked it, I started pumping the shaft of his cock as I licked the tip. Then I took the tip in my mouth and started to suck on it tasting the pre-cum that oozed out of the tip, my free hand started to fondle his balls and my lips started to glide down his length until I had to stop jacking him off and slid further down his cock until he hit the back of my mouth, god Katie. Who is she?’ I was in awe of myself that I was able to persuade him. ‘Could you phone and make the arrangements. It will be completely up to you of course what type of ceremony it will be, I don’t have any qualms. The only thing I want is for it to be short but elegant.’ He smiled at me as he said it and I began to feel a little weird. ‘But who is she? Wouldn’t she want to plan it?’ I asked slowly watching his face. He brought out all the stops with his smile as he sat back in his black leather.