Then after one stroke he left his hand on Susans arse.Susans legs were wide apart and both myself and the waiter could see her cunt. I watched with ba...ited breath as the owners hand moved between her legs and came into contact with her cunt.at this Susan pleaded with him to stop, the owner snarled at her, you will accept all of your punishment or it is the police for you you racist bitch. and with that he raised his arm and bought his hand down hard onto her naked arse, and once again his hand. Somehow I found the willpower to roll onto my back. Susan quickly took her place between my legs and dived into my cunt, and Brad plunged his cock into Susans cunt from behind. I turned my head and saw my husband holding Wendys naked body against his. It struck me that a month ago I would have been shocked to see them like that, now it just seemed right. Then Susans tongue in my fuck hole and her lips and tongue on my clit were all that I could think about. I could feel Susans body pushed. At first they were exploratory smacks: light, but hard enough to make the rounded flesh of her ass jiggle. Soon, though, I was spanking her full-force, causing her ass to turn crimson with the imprint of my palm, and her pussy to turn juicy. As the spankings increased in regularity, I was satisfied we were on the right path to living out our fantasies Then we devised something we call the CRACK BELT. Under her skirt or jeans she wore a thin belt around her waist with a strip of rope attached to. What the work is really doesn't matter very much." I smiled my approval. That conversation pretty much set how thing would go for the first few weeks.As things happened, we built a new systems to manage them. I made sure that even Sylvia didn't know all there was to know about my finances. I had never considered them a big deal, but I just didn't like the idea of anyone knowing all there was to know about anything.So Sylvia and I began making the rounds of people she needed to meet. Those.