At the time I was working a twelve hour night shift. He shows up at my door while I am at work very drunk and offers Bobbie money for sex. Bobbie told... me that he surprised her and she asked him where he got the idea at. He told her what my brother had said and she said she laughed and invited him in to sit on the couch because he was too drunk to be driving anywhere. She said that since he had showed up at around seven in the evening and she had several more things to do around the house that. As he was getting closer to cumming himself, he reached around and started to squeeze her big tits through her bra. I noticed he had slipped his hand inside the cup of her bra, and must be playing with her nipples. Then, after about 3 minutes of this, his head cocked back, his ass clenched, and I knew he was emptying his seed into her pussy. I had stopped stroking my cock by this time, just shocked to be watching what was going on. But as he came inside my innocent, drunken wife, I found myself. ‘Your Master craves you.’ She moaned, stirring, opening her eyes to look at me in a mixture of surprise and delight. ‘Mmmmm, good morning, Daddy. How can I help you?’ she purred, stretching luxuriously. ‘Fuck me,’ I whispered in her ear, and arrogantly inserted a third finger into her tight pussy. Her eyes expanded in surprise, but I watched her pupils dilate, proof of her roused desire for me. I nibbled her neck, thumb caressing her clit as my three fingers rocked in and out of her wetness.. My cunt was now so wet it was squelching when I ground my thighs together. “Fucking Hell have you seen her?” A young voice gasped, “She’s wearing stockings!” “I know.” Another voice panted; obviously none of them had seen a woman wearing seemed stockings in real life. “She’s a fucking horny cunt; I know that much.” A deep voice called out. Still with Dean’s big dick in my mouth I swivelled until I was on all fours with my arse facing his friends. Dean grabbed my hair with both hands and began.