No anal fuck.No permanent marks and no visible marks on the exposed body.No permanent changes in look.Safeword – Mercy.She replied, she is fine with...the hard limits and have noted the safe word. On Saturday, I went to a lingerie shop to purchase the panty and had an embarrassing time. I could find only girls and ladies. I felt a little embarrassed asking for panty, but then I reached one of the sales girls.Me: I need a netted panty for my wife.Salesgirl: Ok, what size (Small, medium, large)?Now. The cold plastic slowly warmed up in my ass and I groaned as she slowly started to fuck me harder and faster.It was a sensation I had never had before; it wasn’t uncomfortable, just different. Her breath started to get short as she fucked my ass, making me whimper and groan. I felt her lean forward, her soft breasts pressing against my back. I could feel her reach underneath me, cupping my balls and playing with my cock.“Yeah, take my plastic cock you little sissy slut.”She had never spoken to. The incredilble tightness of her pussy made my dick seem a little raw, but the tightness itself was drawing me closer to ejaculation. I felt her slickness of sexual success seep from out of sexual union. The stickiness of her love juice and the tightness of her pussy acted as a drawing salve and she squirted again. I knew I shouldn't cum in her. I withdrew my pulsating peter from her sheath of love and jacked off onto her inner thighs. I then went to the bathroom, got a fresh wet cloth and. ... which I'm sure you have." "You little bitch! I was going easy on you, but now you're getting fucked whether I have to hold you down and make you swallow me whole or you take it like you want it." I screamed as he pushed me hard against the shower wall. Mr. Atkins ran in, grabbed Beau and punched him hard in the face multiple times until he was on the ground, unconscious. "Thank you, Mr. Atkins." I hugged him oblivious to my wet, naked state. "Ummmmmm... I think you should at least dry off.