"This way, Master," she spoke softly to him in clipped French, taking his hand and leading him into a small, private ante-room where she showed him th...e inevitable toga, then proceeded to undress him, pausing at different intervals to caress his naked chest and brush her tongue into his navel, finally, when he had completely stripped him, to drop to her knees and lick his cock and balls, insisting that he bend over so that she could run her tongue up between the cheeks of his buttocks to his. Cleaning her wounds, he was relieved when she didn’t wake. Continuing his job, he let his fingers trail down her back slowly in a loving manner. Could it be he was falling for his prisoner? What was there doubt to doubt? He’d fallen for the strange woman. Bandaging her back, he walked over to his files and looked them through. There was nothing he really wanted to bring. It would only be a reminder of his life here. Waking her up after a little bit, he smiled softly as she yawned and. HE LAID DOWN ON HIS BACK AND SMILED AT ME, SO CONFIDENTLY, I STARTED HIS LEG MASSAGE, HE WAS NOT INTRESTED IN THE BACK MASSAGE!! DIRTY SOD I LAUGHED TO MYSELF, HE GENTLY OPENED HIS LEGS TO MY TOUCH AND I COULD SEE THE ALMOST GROSS SIZE OF HIS SACK FILLED BALLS LAYING ON THE BED BETWEEN HIS LEGS I LICKED MY LIPS IN ANTICIPATION AND JOHN NOTICED AND GAVE ME A KNOWING SMILE, I WAS LOOSING CONTROL, AS I WORKED MY WAY UP HIS LEGS THE TOWEL LOOSENED AND HIS DICK JUTTED UP HIGH AND PROUD I COULD NOT. We were so close face to face that I could touch her hands.Then a deep voice sounded inside the room:“Well, well, well, seems to be the lucky husband has come on time for the show”.A deep laugh coming from the other corner really scared me. There we were, naked and owned by two muscular, giant, tattooed black men. They also were naked already and the worst thing was, they were so fucking well endowed.Both of them had black cocks about ten or eleven inches long, very thick ones. The first man.