Then I hear it. A familiar sound. The sound of fingers assaulting your depths. This is more than a finger probing. This is purposeful thrusting—at l...ast three fingers in search of a burst of deep, rolling pleasure.Fucking sounds overcome the relative quiet of the room. They are wet sounds. The sounds of a lusty liquid-saturated pussy being invaded in short, fast strokes again and again.Your ass just grinds. Rolls and grinds. Searches. Climbs my cock and slides down. Climbs again, rolls that. ? What do you expect me to do, what you?reexpected to do and all kinds of things. ?Oh, you mean chastitybelt contract?? I?ve already drafted one up.? It?s over by the computer.? Take a look at it and let me know what you think.? You wouldn?t believe how long I have thoughtof being locked into a chastitybelt .?You?re an answer to my prayers.?? ?But never in a million years did I ever think you werekinky, especially being locked into a CB.?I mean I had never really looked at you until that day. As I did so the screen burst into life playing a DVD. What I was looking at was a porn film featuring a girl with a dick. I stood watching not able to take my eyes off the scene in front of me. I did not notice the girl come back into the room until she spoke.Do you like what you see, she asked me? I could not deny it as my hard on gave me away. I have never seen anything like that before I replied not trusting myself to say moreShe walked over to me and took hold of my dick through my. He wants her to want him more than her own husband.And it’s obvious that Beth wants to please him. She misses his touch, his large, thick cock and his attention. She hates being cast aside, tossed to James, the assistant manager. She hates Rebecca and wishes she would just be gone.Fred smiles onto the nipple. He can feel the tension between the two women. Let it be there. It makes for an interesting triangle between us. He takes his mouth away from her luscious breast and places his mouth to.