I surprised that my cock was getting hard as I had NEVER even thought about sex with another man EVER! But here I was with a raging aching hard-on, an...yway I leaned back and undid my zip and started to wank myself off slowly at first but gently built up a rhythm without even realising it, I was that engrossed in what I was looking at I didn’t even notice the man who had come up to the window and started watching me, the first thing I knew was when he reached in and took hold of my cock I was. My wife looked a little stoned, and very flushed. I walked past the women and went out to meet Michael and see if I could get a little of his joint to take the edge off.Michael and I had known each other for years, we knew our wives fooled around with each other, and with other men, especially young black studs with BBC's, but we didn't mind as we loved them, and knew every now and then the young black men would stamp their authority over us by using us as their cum dumps, or fuck our wives in. In once instant, I'm shocked, surprised and aroused. It's the first instance of any overtly sexual behaviour since I came here. In an instant I remember that there is almost certainly more to being a slave than being kept naked and washing floors. But, she isn't supposed to be doing that I'm sure.I hear the sound of a door handle turning. Judy's fondling stops. A voice says, "Ah, you are here. Bring her in. Take her hood off and leave us."Judy removes my hood. I blink in the light looking at. Abel tried to keep from sneering. Cope pronounced ?Five miles? as ?Faav Maahls.? It was hard to keep from being contemptuous of one so blue collar. He looked at his wife miserably. Verdine was just being ridiculous, as always. Her constant conspiracies with this dreary little craftsman were starting to seriously grate on Abel.There were so many damned extensions to Copeland’s invention as it was. Cope had put a bit of motor energized fur around the lower area of the device, called the Cuddler,.