I?ll have a whiskey sour and an apple Martini for my stud here.? ?Yes Ma?am.??Good, and we?ll have a few nibbles as well, we have to keep our energy...up.? ?Yes Ma?am?That was your husband???Still is, legally anyway. Actually he?s just a maid now. Ivetta keeps him in hand!??Did you know that he was a sissy-shemale when you married him? I mean those heels and the frilly uniform and those breasts???Well, sort of I suppose. He was always into my underwear and I found some rather suggestive. Wanting with all her self to be his slave, to have the decisions taken from her.The lock clicks shut. The hallway seems to expand away from her. Heat from her belly, fire in her clamped nipples, the throb of her engorged clit. This is all she is.From the corner of her downcast eye, she watches him. He moves like something on the prowl. From his belt, he takes an enormous knife. She quivers in terror—she has always had a horror of blades. She has never mentioned this. As he approaches her, a. She tensed up and let out a gush of cum on my face . I ate as much as I could and kept on fingering her. She started to grind on my face and came again. She tried to pull away but I had her hooked with my finger so she couldn’t run.“ STOP” she said as she came on my face for a third time. I let her go and she about ran out of the room .“Fuck you almost killed me” she said . “ I’ve never cum more than once so close together, oh , I feel light headed.” she laid back down spread eagle. I took this. I looked at her and closed the laptop. Thinking that she would not have noticed what I was browsing as the laptop was facing away from her. But she was still shocked. She probably knew what was open on the laptop before it was closed. She came near me and asked me whether I had seen what was open. I said yes.She was a little ashamed and asked me not to tell this to her husband as she used to browse such sites in the afternoon for passing time. I told her I will not tell her husband. I was.