The incongruity struck me funny and we collapsed, laughing in each others arms. I kissed her and she responded by grabbing my cock. “Let’s get b...ck in the car. I want you to orgasm me again.”“It’s give you an orgasm,” I replied.“What ever. I want another one.”Opening the back door, I crawled in and she followed, eagerly spreading her legs and again cupping and offering her teats to me. “Please hurry,” she begged. I want another one.”I let her grab my cock while I massaged her breasts,. Her soft eyes are a little bloodshot from the throatfuck. She looks at me, and smiles. I dropped my pants, grab the leash and slap her across her face. SLAP.SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.Her head moves left to right, right to left as I slapped her around a few times.I uncuffed her and threw the cuffs at Joe."Keep your hands behind your back. Do not move them," I ordered her. She nodded.It's one thing to restraint someone with an object, but another to restrain. . As long as my stomach’s ready to stretch a little more, I consume.Boys can sure pee for a long time. The first stream doesn’t end when a second one joins in. The corners of my mouth hurt from keeping it open so wide, but I have to give them a big target if I don’t want piss splashing against my chin, running down my neck, and soaking the collar of my rolled-up shirt. A third stream hit me in the eye before adjusting to my mouth. With subtle head movements, I guide the pee from eye to mouth. I kissed him back. He pulled away from me and breathed out long and loud. “Let’s go,” he said and opened the bedroom door. We went downstairs.Entering the kitchen I could hear them talking and laughing. All that stopped when I came in. They all just stared at me as I stood in the kitchen doorway, Daryl behind me with his big hands on my waist. They had all put their pants back on and were at the table eating the food they made my husband serve them. Looked like I’d have to buy more tater tots.