I love my wife deeply and if she was getting so much pleasure out of this then at least that is good. The pain had mostly receded so I guess at this ...oint I was okay with her using me like this. Maybe if she hadn?t given me such a ridiculous amount of pain I would enjoy this treatment. Actually, I am sure I would enjoy this treatment. Being under her complete control would be great if only there was much less pain, or none at all. Maybe when we talked I would try to suppress expressing how. It was a ball gag. He quickly put it on me and secured it around my head. I tried to shout at him but I was unable to talk, the ball was in my mouth for goodness sake. I try again but only muffled noises came out. I scowl at him with frustration.“You talk too much but I promise you we will work on it,” he told me, stroking my blushing cheek. He yanked the duvet off of me and it was when I realised that I’m fully naked. When did he do this? What the heck?“Baby girl, you look so fine.” His finger. After the way she and Ben had made love together, she was sure that she would initiate the next time they fucked if Ben didn't first. She'd loved having her horny young son-in-law's cock inside her pussy and she was loving the experience of feeling what it was that her daughter was also getting on a regular basis. Melanie couldn't help but feel slightly guilty that she'd actually fucked her own daughter's husband but then she rationalized that it had sort of just happened. And she couldn't. The wives and girlfriends don't like me either; they claim that I am after their blokes. Men do find me attractive and teasing them is so easy; just a lift of my team shirt exposing my bare boobs gets them staring and rubbing their crotches. No matter how I have tried to join them in the communal bath after a match I am always thwarted by the team coach hauling me out. This bloke is nearly always embarrassed by me struggling enough to ensure that he gets a handful of tit or better still a hand.