'Better...' She whispers.'I'm surprised you even feel his' he jokes. Again she looks at me, then back at Craig and smiles shyly 'No, sometimes I don't...even know it's inside and that's when he can even get it up. It feels nice to actually feel a proper one inside'.That comment hits me like a slap to the face. I then realise the reality of the situation. I am sat watching my wife, powerless, as a younger fitter guy with a big cock is fucking Emma. And she is starting to like it. Far more than she. " A light from a lamp over a door in the alley way confirmed thisto the startled James as he, now she, ran shaking hands over her newbody.Large full breasts, wide hips, thin waist, large, round butt, Long, stiffblack hair, even that sweet spot between her legs. "No...No!" she criedout in fear, looking at herself. "No..." Now the other man was looking onin confusion. The old man pulled up his cane again and tapped him on thechest. "Run home, mon. An' Don' stop until ya get d'ere!" He said to. “Well you can taste this punks cum as often as you like My Dear Wife!” I offerred. “Ah yes, but I Know What you Taste like!” To prove the point she knelt between my thighs and began to use her tongue to lick up and down my stiffening shaft and sensitive testicles till precum oozed from the bulbous knob which she licked away with her luscious long tongue. I decided to treat her so moved into a full sixty nine position and soon the sound of our licking, sucking mouths was the main sound outside. Order me to go to the toilet in the BDSM Club, take off my sissy skirt and put it in the pissoir. Then let me stand in a corner and hold a coin with my nose in the corner with my hands cuffed behind my back. Since my ass is freely accessible, every visitor who comes to the toilet will notice my chastity belt and free access to my ass. I must stay there until you give me explicit permission to leave the corner. I should be brutally whipped in the BDSM Club if the coin falls to the ground.Instead.