Tom brought out a bag he had brought along that contained some ropes, a spreader bar, cuffs, handcuffs and a wooden paddle along with a ball gag shape...d with a penis instead of a ball. My wife moved over and kissed me deeply as she began to undress me while leaving the three men to watch. She had my shirt unbuttoned, and my pants open still around my hips when she moved away and sat on the couch opposite me. She picked up her drink and said: "If my husband is stripped naked and tied up, you guys. She was against it and told me it would never happen. On occasion while changing her I was able to get a nice glimpse at her nice mound and underneath by folding her cute little pink lips back. Not a single trace of hair on top, and her puny hymen just barley visible. I leaned down and took a quick sniff of her lovely slit. It smelled so sweet I dipped a tongue into her sweet lips and tasted the sweet nectar. I couldnt help myself I dropped my pants right there and began to stroke myself faster. I stroke again his twitching cock from behind. "Do you want it, baby...? Do you want to taste your cum?" I tease. "Oh please, Kim, please..." he begs. "Please what, honey, what do want? You need to beg me...if you want it...beg me, honey to feed you!" I taunt. This is what I love...my husband so submissive, so compliant to my demands. "Please, baby, make me cum....I need it..MMMMMMMM...!" he moans as I continue to tongue fuck his ass and stroke his hard cock. "Please what... tell me....what are. As the beat of the music slowly breaks down the barriers in my mind it takes me somewhere else I go on the hunt of an elusive cup of coffee. I find the coffee flasks in the kitchen and manage to get a warm cup of joy for them. The brown sugar and the milk complements the flavor of the well brewed beans. The balcony at the office has the best view over the office park. I take a seat and smell the Arabica beans slowly drifting up and I smile to myself and take a sip. I sit back and just watch the.