The head half of the harness hung loosely from the ring.He stepped up to her, facing her with his cock throbbing just inches from her face."Now open y...ur mouth," he said.She opened her mouth and he stepped forward sliding his cock into it. Staring into his pubic hair, she felt him grabbing the straps and buckling them around the back of her head. Each time he buckled a strap, it forced his cock ever deeper into her mouth. He continued to buckle straps, forcing his cock all the way to the back. You get an angry look in your eyes and slap me hard across the face. Now I understand what you want and I choke out the words between sobs, ?You do Cindy, YOU own my breasts? You smile and slide a hand down between my legs seductively rubbing my pussy and my clit until I get aroused and you ask, ?and who owns these Erica?? I know the answer now, ?You do Cindy, YOU own my pussy?. It horrifies me that I’m aroused in this situation, but I am. Then you put a hand under my chin and hold up my head. Did he....youknow?" No nothing like that. I got slapped around a little, a couple of blackeyes and a bloody nose. No big deal really. I didn't see a reason tobring it up. For that type of man, the more they realize that a woman istheir intellectual better the more they have to show off their superiorphysical prowess." Ellen thought to herself, 'George would never tryanything like that. I would kick his butt to hell and back.' She smiledat her husband and said. "You aren't threatened by. We are now divorced but still friends, we didn't divorce because of what we were into but due to other pressures.I still think of Monica and what a let her or convinced her to do and it still turns me on to no end, Now in our senior years we have moved on but the good memories will never fade. I will tell what took place over some over 15 years of sharing Monica in a series of stories and remember, they are all true accounts, how I felt, the excitement of offering the woman I loved to others..