A long growl and a tensing stomach holding as the wife adds clover clamps and several weights, drool hits the floor the wife whispers Hope you have Mu...ch more? while Mitch pants and I grip her back not as gentle as the coffee house hug I gave her. Lifting he body in a pull up she is swinging back by my grip, the wife pushes the bar lowering Mitch then adding a heavy bag of rock to keep her feet floor bound. Not Good Slut as the wife takes a whip and adds some tracks to Mitch's butt she pants and. She knelt down beside Me telling me to run my tongue under the crown as She grabbed the back of my head saying "faster bitch , suck it that it ". As I did She said raise Your ass up high , I want to see Your asshole . I did as I was told as saliva ran down His hard cock onto His balls She then wetted Her finger with Her mouth an slowly stuck it up my asshole . I moaned an stopped sucking as She did it . Keep sucking that cock till I tell You to stop !I put His cock back in my mouth as I. Richard in his own humble way was a connoisseur of the female form. Thanks to the exacting requirements of his wife servant maids came and went in a steady stream, which kept Mr. Richard as busy as judges at a beauty contests. Of course servant maids in the city of Chennai are not clones of Helen of Troy, but Mr. Richard had his benchmarks set to suit ground conditions. He liked the nose sharp and for some bizarre reason preferred a just noticeable protrusion of the teeth. Breasts must be. After the last one had come out, we went down to the lobby to hit the casino portion of the hotel. Their eyes were alight with excitement at all the lights and sounds of the casino. I know they'd seen them before, but it's still quite an amazing sight to behold.We wandered the casino for a bit, stopping to gamble at particularly interesting machines."Who's hungry?" one of Susan's friends asked.We all said we were so we found a restaurant in the casino that looked promising. The food was decent..