I went to the living room instead, and sat down with my lap top and began (once again) to review the many photographs I'd taken of our time in Kenya; ...and especially of those times when Omar was with us in our hotel room!I scrolled down to one in particular, that showed my lovely wife with her legs spread far apart as Omar's massive black cock was just entering her pussy. As I stared at this image, I could clearly recall that moment---my heart was beating so hard and so fast; there was that. I waited about 15 minutes ,my heart was pounding in my ears ,i had never had thoughts like this in my life but couldnt stop imagining if davie had actually went for a look ,i went upstairs to our bedroom + my wife was out cold i then went into the bathroom + had a look through the laundry basketwhen i picked up her panties i knew straight away that davie had had her messy gussett over his cock ,because he hed left a little bit of precum on them,my cock went rock hard ,never in my life had i. I hurried down the hallway and caught up to them just as they were taking their seats in the dining room. Susan and Marie began serving them. I stood nearby waiting for further instructions.They ignored me until they had been served. Then the judge ordered the women to take me to the kitchen and give me something to eat.Susan smiled and replied obsequiously, "Yes, sir."Susan and Marie left the room and I hurried after them. I followed them to the kitchen. I could smell the dinner on the table. “Maybe start looking at available real estate in the area,” said Nick. “If I keep inviting people to come visit at the current rate, I’m going to run out of places to put them.”“Have you considered using the building on Jay Street in Vinegar Hill?” Tanvi asked.“I would have if I had any idea what that was,” said Nick.“You own a building on Jay Street in Vinegar Hill, not far from Brooklyn Bridge Park. I think it’s close to one of the subway lines that lets out right by the loft,” said Tanvi. “I.