She smiled again. "I thought you'd think so. I made us a reservation atLeo's. Can you call over there and confirm it while I fix my lipstick?Here ... ... need to fix yours too," she said, giggling and wiping thelipstick mark off my lips with a tissue." You're going dressed like that?" I asked, shocked.She laughed. "Oh Mike, why not? Don't you want to show off your hotwife? Surely you're willing to share! Now go ahead and call to make surewe have a table!"We eat there frequently, so I knew the. She is about five feet eight inches tall and overall a petite slender body. I'm guessing her bust is a 36A, waist would have to be probably 23 or 24, and hips are maybe 34 or 35. She is fit and healthy with nice muscle tone in her arms and fit toned legs from jogging.Her body is attractive; however, her lovely face sparks my attention. Her hair is not true blond but not dark enough to call brown. Beth's eyes are a shimmering blue-green, her mouth fixed in a smile that brightens the day and. I still couldn't move as I was stuck on the giant penis. He then pulled on the ropes tied to my breasts. I screamed like never before. He continued to pull causing pain to rip from my breasts through to my whole body. My upper body then started to rise from the cross. I was being suspended in the air by my breasts. My mind was overwhelmed by the pain and my throat was raw from my screaming.I was just about to pass out again when he put something under my nose which brought me back to my full. I felt my pubic mound and clit against the bony ring at the base of his cock as he ground against me – there was a bright light in my head and I felt weak as my pussy began spasming.It was like rings of my pussy muscles were rippling the length of his cock. It felt like my cunt was sucking at him. I knew he wasn't going to last long in the grip of my now tiny pussy. He began working his dick back and forth in me taking it out halfway, then pressing back in and tightening his muscles to.