" To me, she gave me a strict order, "Don't move. Just watch."Quyen knelt at the foot of the bed and ducked her head into Trinh's crotch. For a moment..., I simply watched two amazingly fine naked women pleasuring each other. Yeah, I was going to really hate this task. Trinh kept up a steady chatter, pointing out what Quyen was doing and highlighting how her actions translated into pleasure. The monologue was a bit more interesting than your standard University lecture, however, as Trinh kept. I did benefit from this as I did like looking at my wife when she would dress up sexy and take a picture. She was kind enough to send the picture to my phone as well when she texted it Jamal. I enjoyed seeing her sexy pictures coming to my phone when I was at work, imagining what she was doing at home before and after sending the pictures turned me on. Before Jamal came up for the first weekend with us he sent me a link privately to a website for me to look at. On the site was the video of. The first of many orgasms washed over me, heightening all my senses. Seeing my Master. Smelling him and our bodies. Hearing his moans and mine. Still tasting his pre-cum in my mouth. And the unbelievable feel of him touching me, fucking me. It was all so overpowering. Then he changed positions, rolling me onto my side. He sat on one of my legs while the other rested on his shoulder. We were experimenting with each other, feeling each other, as we never had before. Each change, so sweet,. ..ooh, Daddy! So, that night I went to another part of town...I bumped into a stag party in the one bar...they bought me lots of drinks...got me quite tipsy...one of them was fingering me...or maybe it was several of them in the club..." I grunted as I continued to fuck her, I imagined my huge cock pistoning in and out of her cunt! "...then...what happened...you little slut..." she was puffing and panting..."...well, then we went outside...and the boys all got into taxis...there's a wooded area.