She pulled out the ironing board and neatly ironed her blouse and after she was done, she went to the bathroom to gather her remaining clothes and pla...ed everything on the ironing board. We remained silent as all of this took place.Next she removed her towel but before she put on her clothes, I spoke one word to her, “Otra vez [again].”Martha stood there naked in front of me and I could see her mind was racing as she contemplated her options. She slowly walked to the middle of my bedroom and. .. her brain was spinning warmly, giddyingly, and she felt as if she were drunk, drunk on desire and passion... Neal, oh Neal, I wish you were here right now... Lena intoned, "You're comfortable, aren't you, Sharon? Nice and naked and not too hot and very comfortable, aren't you?" Yes, oh yes!" Fine," Lena drawled insidiously, "that's fine, dear. Now then, tell Lena what you saw when you entered the stone hut in the garden a little while ago."A small frown furrowed the young wife's forehead, as. I looked over and saw the leash firmly in his hand, he was in total control on so many levels.I thought he might let up and we’d try a different position but he continued to pump and I took every thrust. With his hands holding my head as he wished, he sped up and I could tell he was getting close as his balls moved up closer to his shaft. “Get ready for my load cocksucker” he moaned out and he shot his seed deep into my mouth. He pulled out a bit and the next blast of spunk shot across my. .. not me! No, not me! Yet the more her conscious mind rejected the idea that she was incited by such photos to almost overwhelming passion, the more her subconsciousness admitted it. Deep, deep down, underneath all the excuses and rationales she could muster, beat the emotional heart of a truly pagan woman of lust.All it would take to strip the layers away and bare her soul was the right combination... a combination that her husband and Ralph and Norma Taylor were busily working on, and one.