I told her. She said she didn't want to do that. I reached over and ran my hand under her dress to her panties and rubbed her pussy telling her if she...didn't like it, we would leave. Spreading her legs to give me more room she reluctantly agreed. The mixture of booze and my fingers on her hard clit got her really horny and I thought she might actually enjoy the rest of the evening. We got there and I park outside. Before I shut off the car, she was opening the door and getting out. I think I. Or as rarely, as the case may be. In my marriage, we never acted that way; we made love, whenever Dan felt like it, but with no leather leashes attached to my neck and no one calling me vile names.It was an unthinkable and humiliating way to act.Thinking about my own love-life sparked my anger anew, and I had to fight away the familiar emotions evoked by those thoughts. Dan did not feel like making love to his wife, me, anymore - only once in the last six months. That was hard for a woman, for. ?Wider,? Desdemona ordered. He opened his mouth wider, then suddenly Desdemona grabbed the back of his head and shoved her cock into his mouth. Noah immediately cried out in surprise and tried to pull away but Desdemona held his head firmly in her hands as she thrust her cock further into his mouth, turning his surprised yelp into a gag as the head of the dildo poked the back of his throat. Gasping for breath, Noah continued to resist the intrusion into his mouth but Desdemona held his. His young, hot, brunette wife, Michaela, continued to talk about how much she loved my dick, with him only a few feet away. To a normal guy, this would be tough to hear – but for him it was different – he loved it. He simply couldn’t get enough. I always get hard when I taste a woman. When I explore her sex, and her most intimate areas, warm with friction and soft to the touch. “Get on the bed,” I whispered in her ear as she was looking at her husband. She was standing at the end of their bed.