I was happy. Gone was Christian’s twisted definition of a relationship. His whips no longer striped my bottom. Nor did his leather cuffs shackle my ...arms and legs to meet his capricious whims. At least that is what I told myself. However, I did miss one element of our play, the feel and the smell of fine leather. Something about the leather ignited my senses, steamed my sex and dampened my panties. While jack was away from the office in the Orient I had used my smarts to tamper on line the. Melissa was shivering even inside the garage so I went over to rub my hands down her arms covered with a towel. Then I moved closer, and she leaned in for the kiss. We started making out right then and there, and all of a sudden both our towels were on the ground. I pulled her swim top right off and she dug her hands inside my shorts to pull on my rock hard cock. "You're happy to see me." "You have no idea." Our kissing got intense. Tongues dancing in one another's mouth, hands touching. Us two girls walked over and sat on benches near them with a good view. "Get their cocks" out I told him. He quickly complied, pulling down their shorts and releasing their swollen members. Both were big but the black guys was something else at leat two inches longer than her boyfriends and much thicker. My bitch was pumping on their cocks when I heard "Suck them" it was one of the other two girls. They were standing behind us watching the show, "Do you two mind us watching your boyfriends fag. I thought about what you said. This isn't about lust or jollies, this is about education. If June can separate sex and love, I can too."Sandra stopped cutting up an orange and looked around at him and said, "Well, aren't you just a clever old peach? About time you came around. Ah'm sure your wife wouldn't necessarily agree, but Ah think we can both agree that she's lost that particular high ground. Plus, Ah'm sure she'll enjoy bein' the recipient of some of the lessons here. You want sugar in.