Do as I'm told.

I moved towards them, unsure where this was going. Malcolm stripped off his shirt, revealing an upper body that was as chiseled as his arms.

"Get naked," he ordered.

I stripped off my clothes, and he looked at me and laughed. My little six inch cock looked tiny next to his giant black monster.

"Damn, Leigh, I thought you had a husband, but itlooks like you got a wife," he said. Then to me: "Get on your knees."

"I don't think so," I muttered.

"Matt, please do what he says," Leigh begged.