"How much you got of this ready to sell?" he asked.Three cases," I replied."I'll give you a hundred and twenty five bucks per case," he said. "I'll ta...ke the three cases but you got to deliver them." We will call it an introductory price. I'm going to have to go up on the next batch," I said."Let me see, if I can sell this first," he said. "And you don't retail to any more of the biker bars." I agree." I said. "I will deliver tomorrow during daylight hours, if that's alright with you." We open. "It feels good."He was playing with my breasts and it had been a full three weeks since my surgery. I'd pretty much healed completely, enough that I'd had my last visit to the clinic and gotten a clean bill of health. I'd had a little more cosmetic surgery the week before, just to reduce the scarring which had been barely noticeable anyway. Now the imperfections were practically invisible, even with a close inspection of the undersides of my breasts. They were wonderfully formed 34C tits, firm. As we watched them shower Irena told Ben, “I told Julie you can get it up three times in a session. Do it for me so Julie and Charles watch us fuck. Charles still has his erection.”“Tell me again, turn me on some more,” Ben replies already with a raging erection.“Julie and Charles want to watch us fuck while they fuck. And you and I can watch them fucking.”A minute later the two men are sitting on chairs with a mirror in front of them and another behind them. Irena is sitting on Ben’s erection. I felt my cock harden and push out my trousers, whether from the sight of such an expert blowjob, or from the unexpected treatment of the slave, I don’t know. I looked across at Mark and Jenny, to see his hands stroking her bum and her hand obviously squeezing his cock, and her eyes were shining with excitement. It didn’t take long, before the guest discharged himself, pulling out of the woman’s mouth, and covering her face in his cum. The spotlight and the main lights then went out, and I.