I knew she was home because her car was in the driveway. The house was dark as I made my way to the second floor and down the hall to our bedroom. ...nly a light from the bedroom as I entered the room finding her not there. There was a sultry voice from the on-suite bathroom as I took my jacket off.“Is that you darling?” she called.“It is beautiful”“why don’t you come in here and join me.” she called in her kitten voice.I walked in to see her in the tub surrounded by bubbles, her hair tied. Pump. Moan. Pump. She was sobbing. Pump. She was crying. Pump. The sobs of need tore out of her, scraping her throat ragged. Pump. Her eyes squinted, and her face was a squashed parody of human expression, her mouth a big, open bow of need and pain. Pump. She moaned and cried, and rubbed her face against the treads, wiping her tears on the tires. Rubbing her padded rubber-covered breasts against the tires. Crying and moaning, she slowly collapsed at the base of the stack, aching to cum. Aching. We’re not done; you haven’t begun to cry yet, so you haven’t been punished enough. But your little cock is still erect. I’m going to teach you a way to make sure you don’t have an accident. “Grasp your cock down at the base. Yes, that’s right, near your balls. Now squeeze just a bit and slowly pull your palm up the shaft. Right at the top, squeeze again. Yes, there - see that drop of semen? You’d be in big trouble if that had gotten on me!” I handed him a tissue from the box on my desk. “Dab up. I don’t want to miss that garden of rare fruits and their juicy smells but her reddish lips are welcoming me as her lower lip being crushed by her upper front teeth as I am smelling the aroma of her breasts. Slowly I reached her neck kissing smoothly and moving towards her reddish lips without further day. I caught the red berries; owe they are so sweeter .. Juicy lips. We remained like that for minutes together and then I loosen my right hand to reach into my pocket to get the chocolate that I.