"Mitch? You there?" John thought, "I'm having a little problem here."Sighing when he got no reply John thought the nanomites had information. Fuck! t...hat was no help at all! John was glad that he had gotten more remote controllers. He had tried weights tied to his waist, arms, legs nothing seemed to help except tying a rope to hisself and that didn't help very much at all. Trying to do work on the farm was impossible when one was a few feet of the ground.A week after Mitch had left, John felt. I had made her cum twice before I could fill her cunt with my warm semen, but she insisted she wanted more and more…“We are in Jamaica, hun… I can find black men everywhere here” She said.She convinced me next evening we should go to a swinger interracial club downtown… of course, her girlfriend Helena had been in that place and she highly recommended my sweet wife to go there…Next day we enjoyed a sunny day at the beach and after dinner, Ana dressed up for a nice date out.We got the club by. "It's mine and I won't give it up!" You don't have to," Evan would say, trying to soothe her."But what if they want to give us a lot of money?" she whined."Money's no problem," Cheri would add. "You do what you want. We're here for you either way. You decide." Oh God, Evan!" she whimpered, crying on his shoulder. "You're my master. You tell me what to do!"She was being such a pain in the ass one night Evan finally turned her over his knee and swatted her ass until she had an orgasm. Still. What might you be doing here?" Anthony asked as he turned to view the surprised woman."I approached from downwind. How did you know I was coming?" Katrina asked. Chuckling as he walked up to her Anthony said, "You Werewolves are too dependant on your sense of smell. There are other senses that can also suffice." Impressed Katrina said, "It seems I can never sneak up on you. A pity I would like to surprise you that way for once." Well you will just have to settle for other ways." Anthony said..