That distraction was enough to break the spell for a moment, reminding me it wasn’t polite to stare. As the two of us now had the hot tub to ourselv...es, I extended my hand in greeting. “Hi, I’m Mark.”“Riley,” she said, blushing a little as she took my hand. Her grip was soft, her palm smooth, and I enjoyed the touch of her skin for that brief moment.“Hi Riley -- where are you from?” I asked. (Sure, a cliched question, but I wanted to keep talking to her and I didn’t know how long we’d have this. Had she heard a sound and stopped? Or felt a pinch? What about Rod and Spike?Now Lauren was here, at the mercy of this woman. Her memory might be cloudy, but she knew that Rod and Spike wouldn't have gone down easily. 'I've tried.' She laughed to herself. Hopefully at least one got away and alerted someone to the ambush. Probably Spike; he'd always been a little sharper.Then again, she shouldn't have been captured so easily. Maybe they were in other rooms, being interrogated in their own. I sneaked up the stairs, and I could here sounds coming from my bedroom. I slowly open the door to see what was going on, and I got the shock of my life. Here were 2 big black bucks fucking my wife. I watched for a few minutes, and then I slinked back down the hallway to the stairs and down the stairs to my office. The lab top was still running so I sat down to watch the show. I could not believe just how big their dicks were, at least 10 long and big around as my fist. They were taking turns. I stuffed my bra with all mysocks to give myself the look of a well-endowed woman.I then planned to cook dinner while being dressed. I imagined I was ahousewife cooking for my husband who would come late at night. I keptsome music and started cutting vegetables. I paced around like a wifeand loved the song of bangles on my hand and the nail polish. I wantedto keep my feminine hands like that forever. I thought about Jaya beinga mother and how lucky would their kid be. I had my dinner and.