He didn't hesitate when he looked at my pubic area. Before going down on me, he said, “I think this needs a bit of a clean-up down here, there is a ...it of stubble needs removing. We can look after that later as I want what is offering right now. You are really ripe and ready for this.” I made a mental note; I hadn't done much to myself down there for a week or two, not having Tim visiting me there lately, I got lazy. My lady shaver was going to have to do some cleaning up. He used his fingers. Do you get it dickhead, I own you and can do what I want, when I want, she laughed? Do you understand. Yes, i said painfully.Sitting back comfortably on the settee, she said, right, slowly drop em, I want a show. Not wanting more pain, I slowly put my fingers on my boxer waistband and pulled them down. I was still semi hard, so she took the opportunity of casually picking up a ruler my wife had been using earlier and began slapping my dick with it. I cried out with pain, which she found. "Look at your pathetic little husband... so aroused by a real man enjoying his woman."I blushed more at these words as I felt my cock throbbing. Seeing me in distress he told me that I may pull it out and masturbate as reward for offering up my wife. I nodded and quickly began to touch myself. As I did, he increased his fucking of Lynn's mouth as she eagerly took as much as she could. Her mouth watered as she devoured his cock. Her hands grasped his hips, taking as much as she could.Even though. My choice was an easy one to make. Struggling to resist the truths she already somehow knew from that first date she was with me and from the unflappable insights she possessed, as if she were clairvoyant, when I think back, because of my immaturity, we had so little time and I wasted too much of the time that we could have had together. It took me too long to grow up to be the man that I am today and the man that she saw and needed me to be, when I was still just a horny boy. Even though the.