Within a minute they were pistoning at a feverous pace. I watched as Joan's eye roll back in her head. We eased her onto the coffee table. Chris s...owly removed her hand from her sub's spent hole. Before Joan came to Chris bound her arms and legs to the table."Have a seat Vicki" Chris instructed me. Chris sat next to me rubbing my thighs. "How did you like watching you wife being fisted?" Very hot mistress. It's amazing what Joan has let herself become. When we were first married she. ? His cock begged him to stop and try to convinceher to touch him one more time.? Morepowerful, however, was his need to make her orgasm.? He only wanted to please her now.? He silently begged her with his tongue againsther very swollen clit.? Imagine it!? He was determined to finish her off, so that hecould spend the rest of the night suffering in quiet torment.? He sucked slowly and firmly on her clit.? To her, this was the most seductive feelingin the world.? The combination of histongue and. All she knew, was it was behind her, always behind her. When she looked, she could not find it. Its heavy breathing was heard, and its breath was on the back of her neck. Pain flared through her body, as she was missing something that was important to her. She was running through a ship, being pursued by the darkness, running through the sterile walls of force screens, it was so close she could feel it. It was behind her, and it reached out and touched her. Turning she raised her weapon and. The place we went to was indescribable. A golf and tennis resort community in the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina. One of the couples purchased a lot there three summers ago and the construction of their house finally finished this past spring. So, they invited alll of us down for a long Fourth of July weekend. The ‘Us’ is comprised of me and four female friends from college and the husbands of three of the women – in all, eight of us. We have stayed close friends since our college days and.