Yes, make it hurt. I have made a lot of noise since I came into the lounge but they were sounds of pain or moans of sexual delight, frustration and...humiliation. For the first time I say an actual word. "Harder." He hits again and a recognizable voice tells him to stop for a moment. I'm staring down as footsteps approach. There is a quiet thud as one of his favorite implements lands on the floor by my hands. I don't know where he had it hidden and part of me wonders if he. “Why here?” Sally said. “Why not to the Avocado Garage?” She was looking at the boxes when the address on every exposed box caused her to laugh. “The Log Cabin on Wolf Creek Road? Oh, please, Karen ... you didn’t. You did.” She laughed so hard she had to sit down.Then came the hiccups. She was in distress.I walked by on the way to the bathroom. Crossing my eyes and waggling my fingers with my thumbs in my ears, I yelled, “BOO!” right in her face.She shrieked ... and laughed.It worked ... the. .....Eventually he said good bye I asked for his mobile which he gave me .I arrived in our hotel room a few funny looks at reception,my hub was asleep I woke him then said got a surprise for you and i tied his hands to bed and stripped in front of him then kised him said can you taste it then breathed over him said it was cum.Told him to lick my tits said is it salty wanted to know who he was as went down on his stiff cock and sucked it .Told him his posh wife been a very dirty . I clenched every muscle in my body in an attempt to hold my back my orgasm, but I could feel myself slipping over the edge. I was going to explode. All of my pent up sexual frustration was ready to be released. I was going to cum whether they gave me permission or not.“Times Up,” Mrs. Smith announced and I felt both cocks pull out leaving me laying on top of Mr. Smith with my holes pouring liquid onto his crotch.I was still in a daze as Mr. Smith repositioned me. The next thing I knew I was on.