"Play with me, bug." She demanded, tossing her bucket to one side a few hundred feet from us."N-no." I defied."Come on, play!" She boomed, picking me ...p between her index finger and thumb."It's been a long time since I last had a little man-bug to play with!" She beemed in excitement."W-what are you going to do- what did you want me to do?!" I spluttered in fear."You do nothing bug, I'm just going to make you suffer!" She laughed."H-how?" I nervously ask."Like this." She lifted me up to her. The pinioned woman bucked wildly at the thrill of sensation. Captain Otuba ran his tongue across his lips toying with her. He traced his nail delicately round the hooded peak watching the expressions on her face change as she tried not to react to the sweet stimulation that was slowing overtaking the raw burning pain in her breasts. There were coarse remarks and laughter from the men in the room as they watched the gleaming tanned figure twisting and straining almost as violently as she had. After fixing my wig I begin sucking his large, even when flaccid, member. It quickly begins to inflate like a balloon on a pump & he wakes with that hot grunt of his. While I please him & look into his eyes moaning he begins to rub my head making me think he wants my throat. In the frisky mood I was in I push all the way down then take it out & return to just the tip while playing with his big balls. I see he enjoys my new tease tactic so periodically I go all the way, licking the base & balls. Mixed inwere the humiliating thoughts of what she asked me to do. Thoughts of Tadseeing my girl clothes and knowing I wore such things. And him wanting tosee me that way. Thoughts of her description of my appearance andattitudes. How could I do that? I couldn't imagine standing in front ofthe rival for my wife, dressed like a college coed. But how could I passon a chance to get her back? Did I want to give up my marriage tomaintain some arbitrary pride and self-image? I felt my face flush.