..and to be straight with you, that's really the reason for Jim having you come over and help us out.”She had shed her denim jacket a while ago, and...her worn white t-shirt did little to hide her tits, or her dark erect nipples in the cool spring air.“OK…”“We’ve done a fair amount of flirting, and I think you're attracted to me.” she said."Well…”“Hear me out...you know my husband, Jim, is not well. He has high blood pressure, diabetes, arthritis and can barely get around.”“I noticed”“The point. But she was wearing knickers, contrary to my orders. I had been disobeyed. I immediately felt her labia and clit - she had got them satisfyingly wet for me. I stroked them gently and she shuddered with pleasure, almost climaxing there and then. I felt the string of the kegel balls which, she told me, she had inserted some hours beforehand - as I had instructed. But she was still wearing those knickers which was a sign of disobedience and she knew it. "Then you must punish me, Master", she said.. "If I were you, Iwouldn't press charges, just hope they don't." Do any of you ladies want to press charges?" We looked at each other,and clearly some wanted to, but in the end only Kathy had been directlythreatened an she chose not to press charges."How can you call them ladies?" shouted Bob."Because they look like ladies, and act like ladies," replied oneofficer.As they took him to the patrol car, Bob could heard screaming "You dragoff the normal citizen, and leave the freaks alone!"The. ...I had rubbed my hard cock against her wet sweet pussy on numerous occasions. It didn't take a lot, and I would come all over her. We both knew that when I slid my rock hard throbbing cock inside, I would only be good for a stroke or two before I came. The biggest reason we kept holding back, was because we didn't have any condoms. Now, this was before the internet, before cell phones, before any of this fast communication that we have now. We lived on a remote ranch in Oregon, and I seldom.