She locked the car and handed him the key, and as she walked up to the door he surprised her by lifting her off the ground and carrying her through th... doorway, he set her down and locked and bolted the door, and suggested "Wash your hands."He was waiting for her as she left the bathroom, he was wearing a red bathrobe which reached to his knee and he carried a whip, a riding crop as horse riders called them. She walked past into the bedroom and started to undress, laying her dress on the bed. “You OK Angel?”She nodded absently.“You seem distracted?”“Let’s talk when we get home OK?”Mark’s heart sank wondering what his wife wanted totalk about. He dreaded to hear what he suspected, andwas not sure how he would react.Mark’s thoughts were far from on Angel’s mind. Hertongue rolled around the inside of her mouth and shecould still taste the sperm that shot into her mouthand on to her tongue.She had sucked a man off!The thought. "Up on the toes, the toes! Not too much with the hips. We want you to look like an aristocratic lady, not a Marseilles prostitute. And always, you are looking down."She reached over and picked up a large heavy book from the top of the piano. She came over and placed it squarely on Violette's head. "This will remind you to keep looking straight ahead," she said.Violette tried again. With practice, it came a little easier each time. She dropped the book several times to begin with, and became. She smiled back. Taking in the scene, Emma shrugged her shoulders and removed her bathing suit. She came to the edge of the tub and asked, “Is there room in the hot tub for me?” Jill turned towards her and said, “Sure, just give me a minute.” Emma stood and watched as Jill attacked my cock with renewed vigor. My wife put me over the edge a few moments later. I shot a load of cum directly into her mouth. After a few moments, Jill moved off my cock, stood and kissed me. My mouth opened to receive.