Shelia gave an impatient hand gesture signalingdown and he lowered the panties to his ankles. She gave him anothergesture and he dutifully stepped out...of the embarrassing pink panties.With his skirt raised, his garter belt and the chastity device fully ondisplay the humiliated husband was ordered to show each woman the hateddevice and answer any questions they may have. The questions ranged from'"Can you still get hard?" "You do eat pussy?" "Are you mostly a girl?" Why did you want this?" to. We had a very nice lunch and just sat there for a little bit holding each other. We started kissing and laid down on the blanket together. I stroked her cheek as we kissed and she held me close. She started to run her hands over my head and down my back. I started to move my hands down her side and down her smooth legs. She let out a small moan and the kissing became more intense. I started kissing her neck and she let out another small moan. We decided that we needed to start heading back so. I can feel your tummy muscles and intestines twitch and jump as you try to accept this invasion. i hold you tighter in my grasp enjoying my fingers almost knifing into your flesh....my utter piece of fuckmeat and as slowly as i can, draw back my cock. i don't want to leave your body but i am trying to make your asshole suck ...like trying to pull a fishhook out of a trout's mouth. i want to make your pucker bulge and stretch...make you anus look like a volcano with a huge piston jammed. Pretty young waitresses in Playboy- bunny- type costumes pranced around with bottles of superb French champagne, seeing that no glass stayed empty for more than a moment. Angie was enjoying the champagne and the music and the powerful joint she and Tim had shared a short while ago behind an ivy-shrouded pillar in the garden.Most of the people present were not Tim's, or Angie's, type. They were very sleek and modishly dressed, with personalities that came across like chipped ice. But they were.