This punishment went on for hours it seemed. Sasha initially wanted to cum but the continuing shocks had put a stop to that. She heard the door unlock... and open and someone walk in. It was her master. “You sick fucking bastard let me out of here!” Sasha screamed. The metal cock rose again and supplied her with a tremendous jolt. “Now Now, Is that any way to talk to your master? I am going to leave that there for a moment while you compose yourself and remember where you are,” said her master. ..quiet and shy. Phil said "so you want to see and eat my wife's breasts do you" He smiled and said 'oh yes, if that's ok?" Phil said, "ok she's all yours, off you go". I went and sat on one end of the picnic table and told him to come and take what he wanted. He stepped forward and stood in front of me. I told him to kiss me, which he eagerly did...deeply as I took his tongue into my mouth. He reached up and pulled by sheer white see through MILF blouse open and cupped my breasts as if they. I could feel my cock swelling comfortably as Ash related this, and when he asked if I would be interested in meeting his wife I readily agreed. We exchanged mobile phone numbers and Ash promised to call me the following day after he had spoken about it with his wife. As he had undertaken, Ash phoned me the following morning, telling me that he had talked with his wife Melanie, and she first wished to meet me alone before agreeing to a threesome, to which I enthusiastically agreed. I was. Mora had to be all lit up if she was talking this way. During the three really good years of our marriage I’d found Mora to be a real prude about sex.Seemingly ignoring both our comments, Tony began to open the champagne bottle he had with him as the girls went into a kind of huddle, still giggling occasionally. I figured Mora was telling her sister the highlights of their rutting session in the Bridal Suite.Tony found some glasses and began pouring the bubbly. Sandra sat on the corner of one.