A leather mask. A note with instructions. And this picture I was told to post here. The package came from anonymous. The letter said this mask is for ...ll chaste husbands to wear. No one wants to see your face. Your worthless as a man the letter said. Chastity is a punishment it said. Learn to live with it. Your wife has been getting it on the side. She wants more. You can’t fill her sexual needs. You need to be locked up. You have no choice in the matter. Allow your wife to bed down all the men. ”Sandra glanced out the window. “A van just pulled up. It must be Robert.”“Good. I was beginning to get worried about him.”“Let me put these books away.”Sandra said, “I’m really nervous about this. We put nearly every spare dime into this.”Looking up from the filing cabinet, Cathy said, “Well, at least the dimes that weren’t silver.”Tim and Benny laughed. They had done the same thing. Everyone’s contributions had driven the number of stocks up to 858. Were they worried? Not really. It was more. I stayed like this until you stopped jerking and wriggling, then began a normal sort of head job.Swirling my tongue around the knob, moving my mouth up and down with tongue wrapped tight as possible against your cock in a fucking motion, sometimes licking the shaft, sometimes sucking on it. I continued this for ages, each time I felt it about to cum, I would ease off, removing it from my mouth and taking your balls into my mouth instead kneading them slowly between my lips and tongue, or when. I’ll look forward to seeing you.”“Yes ... just let the gate guard know you have an appointment with me. I’ll call them. How do you spell your name?”It was awkward and difficult to convince the woman she was sincere, but at least Eve was able to get the appointment. That would give them two hours to talk to her. Eve felt relief as she hung up the phone.“You heard that?” she asked Jesse.“Yes. One o’clock tomorrow afternoon. My stomach is in a knot. I don’t know how I’m going to be when I see her.