He drug his tongue across her pussy once before he started pumping it into her puckered little asshole. She started, Dont think youre gonna&hellip,. W...en he interrupted, You have the right to remain silent. There was short laughter as he retrieved a bottle of baby oil from the dresser drawer. No fuckin way, my wife stated firmly. With a hand on the back of her neck her forced her face down into the mattress and dipped his fingers into her pussy. He shoved his lubed finger at first slowly into. She just seemed to think it was great. I did too. Anurse would look in on me and check things out. On theway to the airport we stopped at the doctors officefor some pills and shots. On the plane ride home Islept like a baby. Once we arrived at home she had metake a lot of pills for the next two weeks. It seemed all I did was sleep. The following week shesaid she was so happy and content that she was going toreward me. I told her it was my pleasure. She handed mea stack of clothes. They. They both licked the handle dry. They walked away. At no time had either of them said a single word to Sukky. But then she was just one of the toys, to be used as such. Probed, prodded, licked. To have her mouth used, and to be fucked, in anyway they wished. Sukky was the property of The Company. And she loved it. Sukky was in the “swing” for just under an hour, during which time she gave ten blow jobs. Had her cunt played with, her clit licked, her arse was fingered, so many times that she. He was nervous, wondering if she would go for what he had in mind. It was the only thing he could come up with that might actually make her happy, or better yet help her open up. He had put on jeans and a black sweater hoping this too would make her feel more comfortable around him. It was also a nice change from the dress shirt and tie he had to always wear when talking with clients. He did a final check, making sure everything was ready, satisfied, he lit the gas fireplace. He put the coffee.