” I lifted my head looking over my shoulder at him. “No, you cannot, I have never had anything in there.” Was all I could say. His eyes darkened...as he glared at me. “I will not say it again, you better practice before then.” I let out a soft sob as I turned away from him, feeling his load of cum dripping out of my pussy down my thighs to the bed. I could hear him get up off the bed and redress. I just stayed motionless until he petted me on the head and kissed my shoulder. “Fat girls are the. ’ ‘Yes, ma’am.’ ‘Good. Now go into the bathroom and wash off that body. I’m not touching you until you are squeaky clean. Put on what I left in there for you. Leave the door open. I want to make sure you’re not sneaking a whack off behind my back!’ He goes into the bathroom, strips down, and steps into the shower. ‘Make sure you clean that thing well, if you expect it to touch any part of me tonight!’ After a few minutes, he finishes, steps out, and dries himself off. A pair of silk boxers. ?I smile at you as I begin to rub one of theheads between your pussy lips, slowly easing it into you enjoying seeing yourback arch as you try to push your hips down to meet it.? Slowly I feed it into you twisting it aroundand around in you the whole time, letting you enjoy the ridges fully. ?When you have half of its 16?? length fillingyour wet pussy I reluctantly slide myself off of Masters tongueand position the other end of the dildo between my wet swollen pussy lips.? Pushing it deep into. At home, there were always little errands to perform. His wife was a firm believer in the "Honey Do" list. All she had to do was purr, and he'd be doing!The thirty-minute drive to and from work was his time. There were no interruptions, no demands on his time, and no problems to solve. He could have carpooled, but he didn't want to give up that little slice of freedom.He turned right onto the main road at the end of the exit ramp knowing that he was now six minutes from home unless he got.