.a slap...."I...a naughty girl....I deserve it...".....two slaps...."god...not more.....fuck me....oh oh....."Beebeep.....a picture.....my wifes face.......grims of orgasm.....Beebeep....picture zoomed out.....wife on all four, tits hanging, a man behind her, pulling her hair, her head is forced backwards......Beebeep....picture..she laid on her back, on top of a man....feet spread wide, pussylips apart....and a fat swollen dick in her butt.Then silence....long silence.....The minutes went by, my. And, her husband didn't know.I understood that.She was caressing slowly. I tried to have her coat off.No, don't do. My husband may come.I pulled her coat and skirt up.Your legs make me crazy.She stopped caressing my penis and leaned back on the shelf. I was continuously touching with my penis to her front side.I completely pulled up her skirt..And, I was caressing her pantyhose.You have very sexy legs.You know that, don't you.Yes, I know.She had understood what I wanted.She turned towards. Stephanie let the towel drop and slipped the bottoms between her thighs. She tied the two side strings in bows and then tied the top in place. She bent over to pick up the towel and trotted upstairs to see what the suit looked like.She stared at the woman in the mirror. About half of each of her breasts was exposed. The nipples were covered, but a generous amount of the inside and outside of each mound was visible. She played with the triangles, varying the amount of each breast that they. But you only have eyes for me, no matter how many others plead for you to go with them. You will wear weighted nipple clamps and an arm-binder just for me. You'll beg me to attach an ass-hook to that arm-binder. Then I'll recline and you'll have to bend over and lick me to orgasm, so you can enjoy the hook sliding deeper and deeper inside you. Perhaps I should flog that delicious ass a bit, to encourage greater efforts from your mouth.Then I will attend to your greatest need. What do you.