“Do you have soiled knickers?” I pick up a pair my wife left in the laundry basket and show them to Bill. “Stuff them in your mouth”. I fee... the panties into my mouth, tasting the mixture of flavours she has left on the crotch. Gradually my mouth becomes very full, I have to push harder to get more material in, but I persist until my cheeks are bulging. “Tape your mouth”. I pick up a roll of gaffer tape, cut off a strip then apply the tape over my stuffed mouth.“Get your harness ready” I. "Don't drink too much -- you won't be able to respond at all." I doubt you'd let me get that drunk."Ben regarded her as she ate. She looked up and pressed her hand to her neck. "Are you looking at my pulse?"He smiled. "It looks like you relax and then it starts throbbing again." It keeps flashing on me what we're about to do." She held up her empty wine glass and Ben refilled it. He regarded her empty plate. "Another slice?"She shook her head. "No, thanks. It was very good." You can't be full.". She unzipped my pants and pulled them down just enough to let my bulging cock free. My head was spinning with it all and I had yet to touch her.I put my hand on her ass and pulled her closer to me, and then I sucked on her nipples through the bra. They were hard. I wanted her naked or least without the bra and panties, the stockings and the boots were pretty sexy, they could stay on I decided. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her breasts popped free of their restraint. They were full. Marta for her part was surprised that her uncle's top teaching assistant wouldn't know that, a comment that Ray chose to take as flattery.Their evening ended as usual at her apartment door with Ray prepared for her clammy handshake, but instead she leaned into him for a quick hug, her arms pulling him briefly but emphatically against her before she turned and went inside. Ray drove home in a confused and disturbed mood, and decided by Monday morning to tell the Professor merely that Marta.