After she picked her jaw up from the floor she just beamed and asked, "For anything I want?" I explained he was here to give her a full body massage ...and he said it would take about an hour. He instructed Debbie that it would be best if she were nude, but that it was more important that she be comfortable. He then said it would take him a couple of minutes to set up and that she should go and get ready. With Debbie getting ready I poured myself another glass of wine, made myself comfortable on. Finally we decided to break it up and continue with the game after refreshing our drinks. Mary and I went to get refills. While in the kitchen, she and I could only grin at each other when she said she really liked my husband. I just said that I’m sure he enjoyed the blow job because David loves cock sucking. I told her I know this because it is always his favorite part in the adult movies we occasionally rented. Mary smiled at me and said that Mark loves it more than fucking I think. She went. Quanesha said it would hurt at first then get better. I pushed and pushed and got my little pussy a little way down your cock. Then it wouldn’t go any more. You pulled down on me and I screamed, sorry Daddy, and I felt something tear and then I felt water running out of my pussy. Then I looked down and saw blood. That must have been my stupid hymen. I’m so sorry for bleeding on your cock Daddy.You let me sit there for a while and then you told me to move up and down. I tried but it hurt. I kept. Then I told her, “Stop.” Then I just looked at her. She blushed standing there in plain skin colored bra like she’d wear to work and white boy-cut panties. I told her, “Turn around.” I looked at her some more, then stepped closer and said in a potently critical tone, “White granny pants? Seriously? And you knew I was coming? Fuuuuuuuuck.” And with that I cocked my right hand back, opened my palm and swatted her right ass cheek with a hard slap. She squealed and jumped up. “Shut up,” I.