..I am cumming you whore”, David said. He then fell on top of her. From underneath his black body, my wife looked at her phone and waved at me. I di...sconnected the call.Most guys don’t understand my point. I absolutely love sharing my wife. I know she is fucking and sucking other men to please me mostly, but she admits, she gets alot of pleasure out of it herself.I did my chores around the house and must admit, wondered what my wife was doing. I showered and was watching television when my phone. "I think the bitch needs to get fucked again" one of them said."Turn it on" Master said.I turned the vibrator on and knew i couldn't hold it anymore, and asked Master if i could cum yet."No, not yet slut" Master said."Go for it guys, at this point she will do anything" Master said. "Can we tie my up?" one of them asked."Yes go ahead, and gag my too so i will stop being so loud" Master instructed.When i was tied and gagged to the bed i felt someone putting something on my head. It was a. Smaller even than those motley saffron chanters, the Hare Krishna wing nuts. Somewhere a mother’s heart is breaking.The Creed was born in the Midwest. Minneapolis. Not, for a change, California. They had an amateurish web page and their beliefs were cartoonish. End days. Something about phases of the moon. Prognostications, none of them pleasant. Throwing off the Yoke of Capitalism. Overthrowing the Oppressive Establishment. A lot of capital letters and exclamation points.Enough.It was 9 in the. ” Her words sound strange to her with the huskiness that deepens her voice. Her eyes pleading, her upcoming meeting with her girlfriend forgotten, all she had was the now. And now she needed to cum. The older woman meets her frantic look with one of her own. “No is right. Not until I am ready. You're too close and I will lose you.” The woman grabs her bag and digs in wildly hunting. Pushing items around in such a manner that her purse and brush end up on the floor. But still she searches with a.