These are not your fingers, and yet your wife finds herself responding as she does with you. The fingers rub the soft cotton of your wife’s panties,... feeling her vulva beneath the thin fabric. The room is warm, and the cotton damp to the touch. Perspiration, perhaps – but you know better than most your own wife’s desire, and it seems more than coincidence that the panties are wettest where those fingers continue to massage her sex. Almost without thinking your wife widens her legs still. They then sat each side of you, first kissing your neck and lips, getting more daring all the time with their wandering hands. I found myself coming out of my shock and being turned on by the spectacle of you being fondled by two strangers. You were beginning to return the kisses of both men with increasing enthusiasm. Soon they had your tits in their hands and they looked enormous in the glare of the spotlight. Both men fell on them like hungry wolves. They teased, kneaded, kissed, bit and. "You've been reading too many books, slave. You simply must be submissive and give me pleasure and no harm will come to you. Do you agree? "Yes Master." Now, get off the chair and walk on your knees to me." This was difficult but I worked my way up to him with my knees giving me discomfort with each movement on the stone floor. "Fine," he said. "Now you are to lick my cock and balls but do not put either in your mouth." My head was at his genitals and I started licking his limp manhood. He. So when I went to our flat for lunch at 1 pm, she came behind me and knocked on the door. I opened it and she came in. I hugged her tightly, we kissed passionately and interlude our tongs. I removed my cloth and also helped her to remove her clothes but she was not allowing me to remove her bra and panty. Any how I unhooked bra and her boobs came out in open air. First time I was looking at her naked body. Her breasts were firm and round. There were big brown patches on her breasts and nipples.