"Mistress! You will call me Mistress when you are dressed like my little whore," she barked. "Do you like the sexy clothes I bought for you today?" Wh...t's gotten into you..." I tried again."You really don't take instruction well, you little cunt. I said you will refer to me as Mistress!"With that, she ripped open the trench coat revealing a shocking sight. My wife is petite, about 5'2" and barely 100 pounds. She hasn't gained a pound since high school and even after the birth of our k**s, she. "That feels comfortable, darling," she assured him, "but next Saturday, we are going into town and looking at some proper bondage gear, like fluffy handcuffs, Velcro straps, blindfolds and ball gags." Plus some more sexy clothing for my sexy slut wife?" he asked, "as sexy as you can find, my gorgeous sexy tits." Jan sat on his knee, his hands caressing her backside while he was nibbling those self-same sexy tits for her until she was squirming."Whatever you want, darling," she agreed, and you. ..as my orgasm finally starts 2 wane & subsideu push up away from the toilet & finally standwith your cock still buried deep in my hot hole& then press my chest up hard against the wallwith my back arched & my feet spread out wide...as i reach out & grab the towel rack 4 supportu grip my hips tight & start 2 deep-fuck my ass& i can feel your thick cock slide all the way outbe4 u thrust yourself powerfully back in2 me...i look back over my shoulder at u & moan" fuck me !! fuck me !! fuck me !!. We made eye contact in the mirror in front of us and I was struggling to concentrate. Not the most ideal time to go weak at the knees. I lifted the bar from the rack and lowered my ass to the floor. O took a step back as I was comfortable that I had this weight covered. I could see him checking me out, watching my ass as I squatted low and then pushed up with my glutes and quads to raise the weight back up to standing. We made eye contact again and I shook my head and gave him a smile. He was.