" As the gag was about to be put on again, Gwendolynne yelled, "You won't be able to hear my cries for mercy, and incoherent babbling!!" Wednesday Add...ms smiled like a connoisseur. "You are correct. I shall leave the gag off, this time." And she set it aside. "It is so refreshing to find somebody who can understand what torture is really all about. I shall put special care into helping you appreciate the black art fully." "You don't have to do that," Gwendolynne began her babbling. "I'm sure. I don’t have to ask the question, as we both know that I will be placing the padlock on your collar, but for the last time I check.“You want this Suzie? You can leave now and that will be it, but we can still remain friends as we were before, no judgements or falling out.”“Yes, I want this....you know I do. And what is it about the garden?”“Well let’s find out...” I pick up the padlock as you lean forward and hear the ‘click’ as the padlock locks your collar. Taking your face in my hands I kiss. I had half a thought that I should get out before she woke up, but I was still in the middle of cumming. My last spurts trailed from the side of her right breast over her right arm. Panting, my heart pounding, I surveyed my wife in this new light, watching her cum-splattered body shift from side to side as she frigged herself in her sleep.A sudden burst of self-loathing finally pulled me from my daze -- what was I doing, taking advantage of my sleeping wife by jerking off on her? I spun around,. "Uuuhhg, Yesss, Mom, I'm filling your hot cunt with cum," he grunted."Oh my," I stammered. Shocked by the realization that I was the subject of his fantasy.As soon as I uttered the words his eyes flew open. He turned towards me, a look of horror on his face. It wasn't funny, but I had to struggle to keep from laughing. He was still in the middle of cumming as he tried to cover himself with his hands. Cum was splashing off his hands and going every which way. He jumped up, hands still covering.