" Of course. Just drop by. I'll be happy to give you some direction."I put the phone down, remembering the insidious way in which Dawney had pushed ou...r power games and thinking, "I'll bet you will." I gather up my papers and push them into the old, green, canvas shoulder bag I use. Last of all, I collect up the bundle of fetish magazines that I'd been working through. Once upon a time, they would just have been fun but, while the content still gives me a thrill, this time the purpose of my. My wife smiled and asked me if I knew what our fantasy was, and I had remembered that our fantasy was to have 2 or even more guys own my wife Samantha in the bed and fuck her brains out. We sued to dream about it for quite a long period, but after I left her there was no need to get back to this point. That immediately sent a shiver down my back! Actually, I didn’t mind to see what happens to my wife if she had 3 studs in the bed.Samantha had said that if I arranged her meeting with my. “Okay. Thank you.”We walked the length of the boardwalk to the unfashionable end until we came to Sandie’s hairdressers. Yelitza opened a door at the side and ushered me in, up the stairs and into a small, untidy room that was part stock room and part living space.“Sandie’s a friend of mine,” she explained. “Gives me this place quite cheap.”Without asking she poured two large vodkas, splashed some warm lemonade into them and handed me one.“Cheers,” I said.We sat together on a small sofa and. We nestled in on the little padded deck-couch and cuddled up, both of us facing the night sky. Of course, it didn’t take long for the kissing to start and my fingers to start finding their way under her shirt and bra. Which in turn led to my fingers next finding their way under her shorts and panties. Which eventually led to her pulling my hard cock out of my shorts and wrapping her lips around the hard tip. She was midway down my shaft when the lights on the deck came on with a flash. All.