'Better take them then and I'll get a tissue," she replied.Rob stood up and dropped his trousers and she went to her handbag and took out a handkerchi...f. Rob had sat back down and Mrs Barratt wrapped the handkerchief round the end of his cock. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips and slowly rubbed him. In seconds he was cumming and spurting into the handkerchief and her hand.She said he should go to the bathroom and as he went out she saw the spunk on her hand. It had been years since. Luckily I had re-secured the handcuffs to a ring on the wall so she was not able to stop me slowly withdrawing and then driving into right her again, right up to the hilt, and then grinding the studs on her belly. I repeat this for a few times before withdrawing till just the tip of my dick is in her cunt. I look down and take stock of my slave. Her hair is pretty messed up and there is a smear of lipstick along one cheek but she is still spreading her lips around that ball gag and the ropes. I can only dream that you see the same love in my eyes when I look at you that everyone can see in hers when she looks at you. And before you say anything else, know that I am thrilled to see the same look in your eyes when you look at me as when you look at her.”“Life is so different than I expected it to be,” I sighed. “You are more than any man should expect or deserve in a lover. There’s no reason for me to be interested in Em. Or in Joan, or Desi, or Beca.”“Or Brittany,” Rachel. I will die of shame, otherwise.’ ‘Patricia Garrett–Parent, on my honor, you will go to your bridal bed a virgin. You can hang the bloody sheets from the window of our hotel, and send pictures to all your friends in Massachusetts. I want you for a lifetime, Patricia, not just for one night.’ She pulled the last strip of tape off the second glove, closed her eyes, and waited to be attacked. It did not happen. She opened one eye to see him sitting there looking at her. She asked him what was.