"What's this one?" Elspeth asked."For Whom The Bell Tolls." She frowned. "Shh." Lifting the bow she stood ready, then started sawing back and forth wi...th an obviously practiced grace. Marcus' door flew open a few bars in, and she smiled sweetly at his deep frown. "You don't mind if we join in, do you?" What?" Join in... Elspeth and I." He stood for a moment, staring at them, and Shawna tensed, seeing his frown deepening further, but he finally shrugged, reached into his room to tug his amplifier. This fortunately was one of those days.Hea rolled toward me and played with my cock, but I was all fucked out from the night before. More proof that it was unlikely that I would be able to satisfy my wife’s sexual needs without help.It was clear that had I been able to rise to the occasion she would have eagerly fucked my brains out and had my friends not fucker her all weekend she probably would have bitched my ass out this morning for not giving her enough cock like the past few weekends have. “Those two girls want you to have sex with them,” she whispered, although she didn’t sound upset.“Won’t happen; you’re my wife,” I replied.“Am I your wife now?” she asked coyly.“You’ve been my wife since we slept together Saturday night, even though we didn’t do anything but sleep,” I replied, gently stroking her face.“You know that a lot of slave owners have sex with both their wife and their female slaves,” she said suggestively.I didn’t know what to say. It almost sounded like she wanted me. However, this time the curtain was moved slightly so that it only hid the woman from the neck up. They still couldn’t see what was happening but now their partners could play with the women’s breasts. Another change was that some bits of the partition walls had been removed so that the three women could now see each other, so they could watch each other as the men fucked them. The other difference was that this time the couple who organised the weekend also stripped off. It turned out she liked.