In faltering, broken English, she said, “I am learning. I speak a little English.”Mary gave her a warm smile and a friendly hug as we entered the ...living room.“Matt, Mary can I get you something to drink?”“Yes, I would love a beer if you have any, and Mary prefers mineral water or any of the bottled waters ... preferably unflavored.”I told Rita what Matt and Mary wanted and she left to get their drinks. Matt and I started discussing the trading hop. Rita returned with their drinks, and she also. ” “But Jen” I said “what about me. I love you!” “I love you to honey but I need Black cock so bad, it feels so good in my mouth, pussy and ass.” “OK that’s enough” James interjected “I need to get my nut, bend back over bitch so I can finish fucking you.” “Yes, Master” my wife answered as she draped herself over the table. What did she say, did she just say that still trying to get my mind around all of this. As James buried his cock back into Jen he looked over at the other man. “Marquis,. She then reached over and grabed my cock thru my pants. I then started rubbing her tits and massaging them with oil, she then opened her legs and pushed my hand to her pussy, she told me she wanted me to shave her, as she pulled my cock out of my pants. I said I would look to see if I could find a razor, when I turned around to look for the razor I saw in the top drawer a razor and some cream. I turned back around she told me to take off my pants because she wanted to watch my cock when I. I pulled out the rope and the cuffs and looked over some of the other things in there before looking back at her. “Get an elastic and tie up your hair, Slave,” I told her, my voice hard.I dug deeper into Bad Matt’s persona as she leaped to obey, returning with her hair in a tight ponytail and standing where I’d put her before. She looked slightly scared, but also excited as if she was about to get the experience of a lifetime. Maybe she was. I had no idea what she wanted other than she’d wanted.